SUPERGALACTIC INDIGESTION
We never knew his stupendous head, this galactic man
But as we traveled to his eye and into his fovea, we
Saw the unspeakable trans-galactic light before us.
The magnificent torso of the gods, their torso glows like
A lamp to our eyes; everything about them could dazzle
You do not know how many stars pay obeisance to them.
That being with the galactic core as his heart; I want to
Know him and understand the quintessence of creation,
Preservation and destruction. I want to know the soul of Shiva.
I understand cancer. With all the internecine wars in his
Galactic body, it is no wonder all do not know they have
But one father. I want to know the father of us all.
But I am but a mystic, a crank, who wants to love and dance
With the ineffable and who loves the madness of god
Intoxication. God intoxication is the only libation I want.
Give me the insipient urges of creation and the primeval
Knowledge of original intent. I may not be able to swallow
The full import of it but I want super galactic indigestion,.