Your Buddhism Has Made You Mean Ray

And You Have Been Forever, And Will Be Forever, And All The Worrisome Smashings Of Your Foot On Innocent Cupboard Doors It Was Only The Void Pretending To Be A Man Pretending Not To Know The Void.

Don't Touch Me, I'm Full Of Snakes.

All Our Best Men Are Laughed At In This Nightmare Land.

The Human Bones Are But Vain Lines Dawdling, The Whole Universe A Blank Mold Of Stars.

What's In Store For Me In The Direction I Don't Take?