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Monday, August 02, 2010

hard as a rock - gay guys, gay ravers, loving kindness, buddhism, illusion, fate, beauty,



300,000 stones and i pick you

I warm you in my hand
I tell you, you will never have to stay outside in a gravel pit
In the cold
You can sit on my metal tray in the warmth
With incense burning and techno on
The look i saw in myself
Trying to figure out which stone to pick
Out of hundreds of thousands
Few steps
Stop and reach over and settle on one
Long but thing, hopelessly cold
To dark to see, so i just feel it
And warm it
Rough but lucky rock
I wonder if this element adopted me or if i needed it?
Perhaps my jewelled ones wanted to add it to their friendship akin to chillness
Perhaps it was sick of the boredom of the open field/pit
It cried out to me out of hundreds of thousands
I couldn’t have picked a better one
I walk on...
Under the street lamp, to look at it
Exactly as it felt
Just simple shading of greys
Some white lines going through it
Warming now
It belongs in my pocket
Then the tray
A home for it
To stay in
Like the beachrock
I settled on, months before
Picked out of 800,000 or so
These two settle on me, really
Infused with the spirit of a forgotten earth based soul
In a sea of trillions maybe more
Locked and held within the stone
For zenturies
Until i crunch by in my steps
- Shaun A. Delage