I will see you in passing
again at the eternal clambake
where metaphysical liquor won't kill you
and a joyous love without sex
will bind us in one embrace
beyond what any earthly climax
could guarantee...let alone deliver...
we'll take a spiritual libation
Living Water disguised as a whiskey sour
with a can of beer added for a kick
and BBQ that won't bind us to our animal incarnations
one man's heaven is another man's hell
so enjoy or not as you will
I will see you as you or I will pass
back into flesh
our work of atonement not yet finished
working for that point where there
will but no more sea
no more beach or some shore to dance along
having arrived at last to all we love at its pure Ineffable core...
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