Light

I saw the best minds of this generation destroyed by enlightenment ~transcreation of an Allen Ginsberg line

When all the lights went out,—I had no clue it was a branch—that fell across the power line;—I thought it was something I had thought.

It was nearing twilight. All the lights were off & traffic long rerouted. Red-winged blackbirds once again were powering an apparent world.

By the time I got to the scene, the tree that Shiva fell was cut and Brahma was working on the transformer. Everything would soon be Vishnu.

~Peace to All and One,
Son Rivers
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