spell for anger:
anger,
which is the body. preserving the first sin. registering in legacy
sin which is old, old. it closed its eyes
(sin)
and evolved to lose them in the dark
specializing
in the caves of the body.
the weteyes cast down in apathy, repression.
the anger of the back retching at bending again. strawberries
are cheap wherever you go
but cheaper the Norther you go, actually,
divorcing further the labor of the people
and the breathing of the people
from profits of cancer.
gas fumes specializing
in the caves of the body.
who did it, then?
did profit sin?
yes. remember, yes, always. so cotton is the first ingredient
for the spell. A q-tip, swab under your eye: the second
ingredient is the first
tears your mom made you cry,
when she with love let you fall.
(you still have them,
they are the only tears
you’ve ever had.)
the third ingredient
is that you cannot do this
or anything alone.
you need someone with you
a friend, a tree.
commune with them
thank them for being.
now you are ready.
you have with you: your baggage, yours,
your books, whether you have read them
or you tote them, seeking the quiet,
seeking the third
ingredient
communion.
spell: hold these things.
- the wetkleenex
in the cave of your pocket.
- the snot, or the tears,
the wetorganic you are.
- the hand.
(or the branch, or the leaf-
trees are people too.)
spell: hold them.
the first sin
is subjugation.
of labor, land, of birth, water…
humans are free
but working for survival is not choice.
neither is cancer
of lung, addiction of soul, gutreaction to capitalism,
depression.
spell: to undo the unchoosing, subjugation,
choose.
follow the thought you are, and choose it.
name it, examine it. this takes time.
especially at first.
your mind is not used to being followed.
there: at last: you are the anger.
the spell for anger is to be angry
cleverly. say these words:
who in our life subjugates
how might we kill them?
(they too will be born again.)
cdzhouse 