Clear Space

there is a weight

the weight of consciousness

so heavy dense

pulling down into thick velvet blackness

making the tongue heavy fingers thick

pressing on shoulders spine

the head like a boulder

eyelids leaden fall shut

legs crumple beneath

like an earthquake

a landslide a monsoon downpour

obliterating all traces

features disintegrate

primordial substratum seducing

light soaked up by its source

impenetrable density

black hole infinite crevice

rip in the fabric of experience

pulled thrown into it

overpowering vacuum sucking

oblivious to thoughts sentiments

beliefs crumbs of mind entire edifice crumbles

delicious destruction liberating annihilation

seething soothing cleansing

deleting all impressions residue in a flash

clear space empty space sacred space

fresh vision from no-space

brain regenerates breathes again

all scar tissue smoothed like a baby’s cheek

deep pool of eternal youth

February 9, 2010