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 Wolfku

We should
  never ever
grant our pet
  opinions
the status
  of fact

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I think
  first and
  foremost
the body is
  a sensation
  factory

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Was too late
  to join
the marching band
  had to join
the apriling band

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Just like sharks
  fooling death
Our thinking minds
  remain
in constant motion

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There is life within
There is life without
  My breath lies
on the border

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All this punctuation!
  I don’t know—
whether I’m comma,
  or going…

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 The Story

Words brought
  back to life
and given
  a role
in their hunger
  for meaning

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Here’s an odd thought:
  Should not
  a woman’s history
be called
  herstory?

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Hunger is the
  silent song
of the intestinal
  fauna choir

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The secret of bats:
  They are small
  radar angels
in leather jackets

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Atman/Brahman

Each atom is
  populated by
billions of
  very small
  beings

Each planet is
  populated by
billions of
  fairly small
  beings

Each galaxy is
  populated by
a few
  very large
  beings

Each universe is
  home to one
out-of-this-world
  ginormous
  being

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Babies

Other people’s
  babies
  are the greatest
Absolutely no
  downside

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Cool Weather

CC* has the world’s
  greatest A/C
Stretching all the way
  to Japan

*Crescent City, CA

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Nightmare

The twisting and
  agonizing quagmire
of the low-octane
  nightmare

where vaguely
  impossible
  situations
debouch into
  mayhem

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Reading Koestler
  is like having
  a man on the
  ground
in days gone by

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Dates

Energy-wise
  fresh dates
  are Nature’s
little nuclear
  devices

::

Should microbes
  be sentient
they are also
  smart enough
not to let on

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Life

I look for demarcations
  and cut-off points
where none are to
  be found

For life is life ls life
is limitless country
  in all directions

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Sex is a fair
  euphemism
for temporary
  insanity

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FYI

Just for the hell
  of it
All my Wolfkus
  are seventeen
  syllables

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I have not been
  this particular
  Wolf
far longer than
  I have been

I will not be
  this particular
  Wolf
far longer than
  I have been

I am this particular
  Wolf
far less than the
  briefest
Cosmic blink

::

Unearthing truth
  is much like
  sculpture—
removed the bits
  that don’t
  belong

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Verily, I say unto Thee:
  The World is but a
Bemusement Park
—Wolfku 4:16

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Language

This dawn I sail
  the jolly boat
  of word
out on the sea
  of language

This morn I dance
  the jolly dance
  of word
out in the field
  of language

This day I flex
  the jolly wings
  or word
across the sky
  of language

This eve I drink
  the jolly draught
  of word
and fall asleep
  in language

This night I dream
  the jolly dream
  of word
alive and well
  as language

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Hunter-Gatherer

Hunting for
  parking space
Gathering coupons
  filling the cart—
Checkout

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Cancer

Is the Earth
  looked upon
by the Universe
as a cancerous
  cell?

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Morning

A cloudless sky
  a young breeze
two deer on the beach
  morning perfection

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Meanings

I sail a sea
  of meaning
fragile hull
  brittle sails
adrift I drown 

I pace a cage
  of meaning
Iron bars
  frozen tongue
indeed, I drown

I scale a tree
  of meaning
chorus leaves
  life above
I flex my wings

I leave the house
  of meaning
open doors
  open air
I flee, I fly

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A Vegan Hymn

The encaged calf
  grows no muscle
So much easier
  for us to chew

The enraged soul
  hostage to pain
will never quite for
  get nor give you

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Rising

I rise from the sea
  of language
shaking off myriad
  word droplets

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Words

I am drowning
  in language
all these words
  sentences;
  semi-colons

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The Body

The body is not
  a thing
but an intricately
  layered event

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 Modern Compassion

Well, he/she says,
  that’s enough
  about me
Here is what I think
  about you

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Crescent City, CA

Living as closely
  to Japan
  as I can
without wetting
  my feet

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Plumbers

Methinks (going by
  their hourly rates):
Plumbers are
  the new Lawyers

Hence:

Sayeth the Bard:
  The first thing
  we have to do
is kill all the
  Plumbers

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How do you
  dumb the
  spirit down?
Don a self
  tie the laces
swim Styx

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Zazen stillness
  is an Earthly
  cousin
to the Ultimate
  stillness

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God hides behind
  an amazing
  and complex
micro-macro curtain

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Life is a game
  to stave off
  boredom
Karma is its
  ancient Bible

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Why the Interest

So, our intergalactic
  visitors
How do they know
  about us

(It’s not like we
stand out or anything)

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Nature is just one
  big beautiful
  multicolored
feeding frenzy

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Give me a fulcrum
  and a long enough stick
  and I will move the Earth

© Archimedes

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Of baby Satan—
that so much evil
could fit in such a
  small thing

::

My this-life
  chrysalis
has sprung
   some leaks
Earlier lives
  filter through

::

How do you
  entomb
  the spirit’s
  awareness—
Introduce pain
  and sex

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2 lies—
  1912 I did not
  2112 I will not
exist

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Trillions

One big problem
  is that we
  consider
  a trillion
to be many

Sufficiently aware
  we would look
  at a trillion
and see a few

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The imperative
  to survive:
a near—
  but only near
absolute

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Dear God
We would like to
  unionize
if you don’t mind
  —But I do mind

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Speechless is a case
  of forgetting
  the entire
English language

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From a great distance
(say, from Pluto)
the Earth is too small
  for evil even to fit

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Zazen

As the tree
  remains anchored
  in earth
So we
  remain anchored
  in mind

I sit to out-be
  this tree
to out-be
  these roots
to out-be
  this mind

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Magic

The northern lights—
  God’s gay-pride flag
slowly waving in
  the cosmic wind

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Of a Beautiful Day

On occasion
  in deep samadhi
I glimpse
I taste
I preview
  Death

::

And then we
  chopped up
  Emptiness
into little bits
and called them
  minds

And then we
  planted fields
with mind-bit seeds
  to then harvest them
  as selves

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So obviously
  programmed
we should seek
  not God
but the Engineer

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