words

short and to the point,
an eviction of local demons
however friendly,
hoever familiar.

however many awful things lie in the heart of our hearts,
spilling outward this ancient dam bursts,
flooding the narrow pathways
like tributaries leading back to that capillary temple,
the spread of thought,
a disease we cannot be rid of.

cleansing, mortal depth,
branching outward from the first moment of awareness,
we are all born with this.

2014sm