A Society of Buddhist Hoodlum

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We think we see her run into unexpurgated dawn:
striated sapphire sky, bold sun above the breeze –
but she sees cold integuments of existential brawn
beneath and far beyond supposed microbial realities
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of viruses to wholly different dimensions – as teasing
and unholy as the myriad of other realms it underlies:
she’s absolutely riveted by how profoundly pleasing
it is that the final truth she’s gotten to is a disguise.
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As solo monitor of A Society of Buddhist Hoodlum
she can state with thrilling new authority, “I am.”
But what could sate her, constitute the good from
finding all this shameless infinite variety of sham?
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Leaning on the dictionary definition of a verb
or noun, you will go down: all “is” is, is “seems.”
Blast assertions! How to make them not disturb?
Aha! She finds it’s easy. Run over them like dreams.
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