Visit a monkey in the tree of his life
He doesn't eat the fruit before it is ripe
When the sugar turns to alcohol
He shares his crop with one and all

The alcoholic tangerines are free
The alcoholic tangerines for you
The alcoholic tangerines for me

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Fragment


The whole of reason

is a fragment

of the man


Psychology forms

the blind spot of science


The place where

the million eyes observant

form one compound eye


Fused into that great

dumb place


The center of all we know

the place too close

to be seen


For as a telescope

can not look back upon itself


So the mind of man

attempts to view

the mind of man