The Mind

Prevalent thought
And all the ways we think
  
Thinking
Is exquisite, like glass
  
And any person
Who tells you thinking is not important
Is wrong
  
I grew up in air
And saw the ways it turned
  
So too
I lived and took among me
  
A man who studied
The blank walls
  
All of my favorite friends
Are the people who move
In and out
  
They derail
They derailed
  
The mind is not the rational
  
It is the irrational
  
It is the irrational
That is worth living for
  
You think that knowledge is ordered
But you are sadly wrong
  
Knowledge is the divine
Unordered thing
  
If you know that the gods know
Did you know
  
That your gods know
  
Did you know
That your God knows
You
  
Did you know that I did too?
  
I walked along
And thought
Of you
  
My love
  
Your sweet eyes
Burned in my mind
  
Violet, or were
They nothing
  
No your eyes were nothing
Like the dawn
  
Is nothing
  
It rises over the mountains
And I don’t care about it
  
I only warm my hands on the purple furs
In my room
  
I only wrap my wretched sack with them
And light the light
  
And light the cold light
Until evening
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