the world anchors us

until we are ready to voyage

beyond the shores of our making

to the open infinite ethereal seas

we already know these endless vasts

from vertiginous dreams and exhausted eyes

sounding the night like a doctor's stethoscope

examining the specimen of sky under which we thrive

so let release come when it will

we are already there on our last shore

waiting for the anytime that will deliver us

to our satisfaction and our next aspirations...

Content (c) 2008-2012 Philip Milito.

jokers always think themselves wise

as some of the wise stumble in faux humility

I've heard tell some of the Apostles had to reincarnate

into less exalted lives to atone for aspects of Pride

that couldn't help but form from contact with such

utterly transcendent power as the stuff the Christ the Avatar

the whatever inadequate human word we have for this Savior One

so at least be wise enough not to joke

(it will be on you after all) and paradoxically then you may

see the humor in it...

Content (c) 2008-2012 Philip Milito.

I may not have a mental illness

but when I look in the mirror and see

everyone I've ever been staring back at once

I can be fairly certain I've transcended something

there--an idiot take on metaphysics

to placate an idiot

(by the way

etymologically speaking an idiot is an unschooled person

one who is demeaned for not getting with the program or for being

as we would call one today an auto-didact

as if their lone learnings could stand against the seasoned traditions

of the great Empire

one would expect such from so public a polity and so social

a milieu as ancient Rome

the civic shit heads)

so their imagined smugness is just that

an idiot's justification

but multiplied by a vast number of citizens

an idiot's announcement from all of me to most of you

for those with no ears to hear...or not hear...if you will...

that's enough idiocy for today...

Content (c) 2008-2012 Philip Milito.

letting go of ghosts is hard

they will not let go

they will be a road of hot tar

for you in your boots to trudge through

have strong legs

is my wish for you

Content (c) 2008-2012 Philip Milito.

to have a day without bullshit must mean

you've died and are safe in Heaven...

Content (c) 2008-2012 Philip Milito.

a new year in the same old world

comforting in a way

what Great Change is imminent

will come slowly and subtly

and make itself known in the pitch of some battle

some confrontation of ideals

which ones will grow and which ones will need to go

and we'll only know if we were ready or not after the fact...

Content (c) 2008-2012 Philip Milito.

people make such a fuss over New Year's

and maybe there's some good in that mass ritual

for what is really just another day in a series

and if there is some good in it

my own hope is to put the past to rest

to leave it in its place in my soul's biography

and to let it have as little bearing as possible

in my way forward

a fool's errand only if you're a fool

a wise man's assurance if he truly be wise

as ever it's on each of us

and if we wreck half of all we love to achieve that place

well so be it

we have assurances from the highest sources

that all will be well

and all manner of thing

will be well

Content (c) 2008-2012 Philip MIlito