Discourse of Enchantment

 
 If the discourse of enchantment
 is most heartily encapsulated
 in the prosperity message
 of today’s megachurches,
 
 the program of action is to
 mitigate the social cost
 of adjustment, which
 rapidly depreciates that display -
 a syncretic zodiac of variant sentiment.
 
 Deep mythological resources charged
 and ultimately
 unsatisfying eschatology;
 traverses space,
 foreshadowing the demarcation
 of time.
 

 Fissure - just setting in
 vicissitudes of characterization,
 of horizontal archeologies
 and spatial aggressions.

Unseen Forces


 There are unseen forces that oppose
 motivation and seek to douse
 the flames of inspiration.
 
 Sirens sound,
 waking up the dead;
 thieves are on the run,
 self-deprivation seems
 both a cosmic effect
 and an ethical imperative.
 
 Memories are fragile; they 
 invariably slip away,
 are easily destroyed,
 and as you know,
 motivation can be elusive,
 absorbing the potency
 of the cosmic shift.
 
 When you add information,
 it becomes ambiguous;
 an odious atmosphere of tobacco, earthly morality,
 and pickles,
 connoting nothing pejorative.
 
 The difference between knowingness
 and knowledge is only
 the echo of its source;
 this deliquescence into a
 comprehensive resonance
 is, like the slow
 beating of a giant’s heart,
 a declaration of ignorance.
 
 Inhabiting a world of their own
 the waitress grabs the old coot,
 and with some music
 and bogus spiritualism
 she licks the last of
 the whipped cream
 off her fingers.

Stage

 
 Recruited to this stage, 
 this time,
 along the itinerary
 of unfolding existence;
 
 blown senseless by
 the whoosh of traffic;
 others speeding towards their own 
 uncertain destinations,
 
 that’s their business.
 
 You shake it off;
 your stage awaits.
 
 Climbing the steps of intuition
 you come to your own rescue,
 with a joke, a song, or
 a tall tale.

 Your confidence rests in knowing that
 nobody is paying attention.

Only the Devoted

 
 
 It’s the devout who can see clearly
 through the restless scramble
 of competing significance,
 embracing the hard nut of certainty,
 and making irritable fact and reason theirs.
 
 Empathy be damned.
 
 They cancel their passport to mystery,
 stuck safely forever en route
 along the borderlines
 of disconnection.