I Protect Protest I

[in response to the prompt: Reckless ~ April 22 – May 7 2012]

What is there

to protect or be                 protesting from?

This question

gives gave given

to me as a gift

from above

above

above

above

I feel

the ‘above’ (as in

above/below)

is so not real

is    so   not   real

and yet

yet yet

yet

it runs me

like the protestation

that I feel        within me

yet there is a Me that is

not any of this

I know that for certain

and yet I’ve carried

this wandering baggage                               

trying to clean it up

find it a home and more

all unconsciously as if as if

there was        something

to do about

the                 it

that is

not an            it

after all

all the

                     charades

all the

supposing

all the

inner              wrestling

                                  with deities

that have long long long been over

their reign in this world

what is there to protect

I was told the answer

to this question

I was told that I am only protecting

         in self preservation

protecting myself <<<<<from>>>>> myself

II

In that answer

the walls come tumbling down

not like Humpty Dumpty

but like the fairy tale world

that all the deity’s horses

and all the deity’s men

couldn’t put Humpty together again

The News Is

this may be the best turn out of any fairy tale

yet we are told to weep and sorrow

at this outcome

and    even that  

is the clue       that was there         all along

Can what be dashed on the ground

be real

in the first place

if there was a first place at all

What do others think of us, when all that crying

is the very factor with which we can begin

to test

         and taste and feel and touch and gaze

into ourself(ves)

w i t h  t h a t  l i s t e n i n g

self pre serve vation

self press innervate

whooosh

furupmph

phweevovvle              




Thanks to William Linville, co-Creator extraordinaire