DWB: How…

How do you do that?

he asked the Wooden Buddha.

I don’t 

the little statue

didn’t really reply

that’s you.

 

And you

he said.

All of us

the little Buddha agreed

without speaking.

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DWB: two drills…

use two drills

the wooden Buddha said

and come back soon—

you’re still operating

on the fuel pump principle

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©EBFay

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My apologies if you have been following ‘Sphinx.  I have been moving, and the time between posts has been much longer than I realized.  However, Sphinx and the Wooden Buddhas are back.

As before, EB Fay can also be found at ebfay.wordpress.com, ebfaysphinx.wordpress.com, and http://www.songsofnoticing.com

DWB: mothership…

this is mothership, isn’t it

I say

just me

and whatever metaphors

or images we use

I’m allowed to visit

but I return

alone

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©EBFay

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DWB: she rose…

she rose

not dusty now

no wooden stiffness

 

 you

he breathed

and you       she said

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©EBFay

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Thank you those who are ‘following’ these possibilities.

DWB: it gets harder…

it gets harder

when you’ve drunk your fill

the dusty wooden Buddha said

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DWB: fuel pump

I’m not a fuel pump

you’ve no tank

the little Buddha said

stopping every several thousand miles

won’t work

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©EBFay

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DWB: you’ve been busy…

you’ve been busy again

the little Buddha said

flashing lights

and spinning things

behind those eyes

now travel down…

don’t get far, do you?

perhaps you’re turning wooden

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©EBFay

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