Stripped Noose

​Hang yourself in a striped noose,

strap your feed in shining black – 

and step into the educational assembly line

We should all live for ourselves and others, ourselves because we are others to others and others because they are ourselves for themselves. We are all one big pulsating body, some people are feet, some people are hair, some people are filth and deep down clean, some people are clean green clover and some people are dirty cow’s teeth, some people are fishes gills and some people are kind, some people are just people but they are at the same time the most fascinating intricate collection of bits and pieces of flesh and mind, of body and soul, of good and bad and a pinch of salty tear. The whole philosophy of life should be simple and brief: - i) live to be happy ii) don’t offend others. This can be expanded to fit so many good people and so few bad people. The people who work and love others are seeking their own [peace/] piece of mind, satisfaction, their own happiness, even if they are sad they are living to be happy, to seek happiness.

… What is this thing to be read, to build your thoughts on, to develop fluid thought patterns, to take as crap or as gospel, where is this food for thought, this meaningless exposure of your inner-self, it is between here and 14 lines back and everything inbetween. It is every piece of poetry ever written, because poetry is not a banner of a particular cause or fantasy but it is the poet’s own interpretation of what he has written and everybody who reads it interprets it in his own way, so there is no communication through poetry. It may attract communication by stimulating conversation, but by handing prose from hand to hand no message is carried. Because the message changes with every different set of eyes it passes through. Everybody gets a message, but it’s always different. So I shall write a poem and send a message which will never reach its destination as was, but will reach as is.