"I-Gospel" (New poem, 2021/10/30)

Have you heard about the I-gospel?
delete it quickly
if you spot it around
it will break your cosmic neck
and smoke your earthly eyes
in a pipe of confused horror

spread
angel-headed sutras for the weak
astral precision of birds
hesitate the guest
invisible wings
engaged the hand and turned it to lies

there is no buffer to this nonsense
of
moon atmosphere
or happy tripping landings
in a GDR reality
back in the 60s
golden era of go-go boots

be-in
sound of a primal instrument is at your be-brain
smothering soul shaking cities
escape the vistas
you don't need them
poisons of post-tribal eruption
hesitation
successful

yes
time is on your side
but only if you make the clock cry
with your occupiedness
of spirit

dance
the radio-active wasteland
with your girl
until she says it's ready
for realization
of birth

and if your time is ripe
snap it for replacement of senses
and swirl
with the current
of leaves
fading