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d.a.levy | suburban monastery death poem

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second zero edition may / Cleveland / 1976

This Poem Is Dedicated With Curious Love To:

BIG LEONARD – discorporated 1966 – REV. DEWEY FAGERBERG – REV. CLEO MALONE – REV. JOHN SCOTT – JEANNE SONVILLE – Tony & Mary Walsh – Hermon Cook – George Fitzpatrick – Frank “SPIDERMAN” Savage – Sammy Franks – Bob Capelli – Linda – G.T. Chappelear – Catherine Tekakwitha – Tim Hall – Ron Lucas – rjs & sandie – Ron Cornman – John Rose – Ron Green – Frank & Vikki – Rusty & Maria – Ben – Jeff – Jack – Simon Emler – Beverly and the lesbian dwarfs of ed sanders.

They want me to justify myself -

Fuck them

j.s. rutherford

pre-face

you dont understand poetry – poets gamble with life on occasion – but usually they’re just pimps for the system – the total real meaning of this poem is, i dont understand what its all about. Everyone who knows about the light disappears when i ask them, christians murder everyone who gets in their way, the jews havent learned much in 2,000 years, the hindus have ego hang-ups & the moslem are psychopaths. Voodoo (which is the black mans catholicism) is just forgotten. More & More people are getting interested in WITCHCRAFT, which is OK as long as they dont confuse it with Black Magic. White magic is fun & you can learn but Black Magic is dangerous, YOU CANT WIN, & if you’re successful with it, it will catch you in your next lifetime, you’ll probably be reborn a poet in an industrial society.

I once read something about existential boredom & since then, ive been bored – some weird consciousness bend forces me to recognize all my actions as illusionary games designed to fill in the boredom. I cant find the ‘prime cause’….its too easy to say “Its Gods Will” but then everyone tries to explain to me what that means. Does God want us to be bored? Well, Fuck Him. Are we supposed to blow-up the planet & return to energy & spirits ore are we supposed to protect the planet and get liberated thru programmed acts of love? I suspect it is somewhere in the divine mass subconscious that this country is programmed to fall apart – is that God’s will? does that mean all attempts to save this country are against the Will of God? Who are you working for? Almost everytime i commit an act of love, i get an infection!

The only time i am happy is when i am being happy, but that usually brings other people down so they bring me down. Helping people makes my ego feel good but the mystics say get rid of your ego – should i feel bad when i feel good because i did a good thing? (whatever a good thing is?) Helping People for nothing is boring. last year, sex got boring, now if God sez everyone should have lots of children, where are the priests hiding their children? or are the holymen working against the holy mass subconscious – the web – the tantra of God -

So this poem was written because someone asked me to & i was bored & didnt know else to do…

d.a. levy, east cleveland 1968

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