Buddha’ Tooth

maybe today I’ll take none of the stupid pills

they’ve prescribed for me

and none of the ragtag ones

I’ve just added on because I’ve heard

they’re good for people in my condition

that is, aging closer towards the irreversible

cessation of all biological functions

sustaining the bodily organism

funny that, despite the plethora of aches

and the creeping ennui,

I feel freer than I ever have

perhaps love itself will keep growing

and will eventually expand larger

than this apparent universe

perhaps every feeling of joy

is really always maximal, infinite, eternal

perhaps we all have flown out of the

butts of monkeys themselves into an existence

that goes into multitudinous dimensions

the likes of which it is up to us to explore