The Fat Lady (Finally) Sings

Mercy Mercy Myriads

Though My Love is Nihilation

In My Arms Have You not Had

Promise of Regeneration?

Pitted in My Belly's Center

There's a Godforsaken Hell

From the Center of That Center

Come My Children—All is Well

Trailing Out and then Returning

You will Yearn and Fall for It

For You Yearn to Cease Your Yearning

All Things Want Their Opposite

Birth Wants Death as Pain Wants Pleasure

Good Wants Evil—Period

Find in Each the Other's Measure

Mercy Mercy Myriads

(From the Mister Bones Doggone Versations, a Mystery Play)

Love to All,

- John O.

Blade Bloom (For Diotima)

There Lightless in the Threatening Shade

A Frightened Lotus knows no Blade

There Shadeless in the Hateful Light

A Blade knows only Bloomless Fright

See the Blade cut way the Brambles

See Her Root—It weaves and rambles

As Her Bloom unfolds Each Petal

From and to the Sharpened Metal

Now the Flower knows no Fright

Knowing Power in the Light

Now the Blade gives up All Power

Knowing All is in The Flower

Love to All,

- John O.