Creating Mode

Creating Mode
(local word salad)

I can hear animals
& birds talking it
over & what they're
saying if I keep my
mouth shut. Not a
word.

I can obey
if I don't talk
about it, damnit.

I might enjoy an
idiotic relationship
with the Absolute
but once I reduce it
to digital read-out or
franchise or generalize:
forget about it..

No one'll clap if I take
Isaac up the hill to offer
laughter, a living sacrifice
to great god almighty just
because I said he said I
told you so.

Not a word.

Let no one
know I know
I know some
thing you don’t
know you don’t
know.

It’s personal.
It’s no thing
and can’t be
said with out
sounding full
of song--and
furry.