“Satori”

1968


1. the clock ticked
and I sat dying
with a mind that
screamed to be not me ---

then silence
and it all blurred
almost as if the screaming
had kept the world
in focus

the clock shouted
LIVE – LIVE—LIVE


2. The viewer of it all
partakes of little,
loves it less.

Knows only too well
his roll but
can’t go it.

The price is too high and
I am broke.