America I Used To Be

The Hero Surviving His Own Murder, His Own Suicide, His Own Addiction, Surviving His Own Disappearance From The Scene

One Must Verge On The Unknown, Write Toward The Truth Hitherto Unrecognizable Of One’s Own Sincerity, Including The Avoidable Beauty Of Doom, Shame, And Embarrassment, That Very Area Of Personal Self-recognition,(detailed Individual Is Universal Remember) Which Formal Conventions, Internalized, Keep Us From Discovering In Ourselves And Others

…we’re All Beautiful Golden Sunflowers Inside, We’re All Blessed By Our Own Seed & Golden Hairy Naked Accomplishment (sunflower Sutra)

Unholy Battered Old Thing You Were, My Sunflower O My Soul, I Loved You Then!

This Is The One And Only Firmament; Therefore It Is The Absolute World. There Is No Other World. The Circle Is Complete. I Am Living In Eternity. The Ways Of This World Are The Ways Of Heaven.