there’s a dot on the horizon
of the
universe glittering like a glowing
ball of shamanic lazors poking
through the
realityumbrella
piercing truth
blasting through brick walls of delusions
godless goodness graciously
accept the truth of death
and the
truth of life
and the
truth of dirt
and the
fear of love
to find it’s honest place in the
labyrinth of mankind
we can thrive
in many different
gardens