Monday, July 16, 2007

"Hungry Ghosts"

We are full of hungry ghosts and long hours divided into silence, chanting and prostrations to drive them out. Gods levitate above trees parallel to the earth, our feet buried in deep to feel the transfer of pure electricity. We gather their treasures with an unknowing greed, eyes shifting sideways watching and coveting, as if we have found something worth hiding. Reticent hands dig into loam, moist and intoxicated with recycled life quick and with precision. We lay on the ground in it. Our lungs fill but stay empty. Secrets are pushed in knolls of shaming trees, tucked under dark roots lifting upward from burgeoning rock formations and time, until we no longer feel the weightof our hunger. Aleathia Drehmer 2007 Published by The Beatnik 2/08

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