POETRY
Posted: Sat Sep 21, 2013 3:08 am
Ghost Sheriff, by Charles Carreon
Fire the police force of your mind,
Those restless enforcers
wearing the badge of selfhood.
Their ceaseless stopping and interrogating
of vagrant thoughts
will not clean up the streets
of your mind, but only fill up
the jails of your suppressed impulses.
Let all thoughts walk freely
in this ghost-town,
And abandon the busy stock exchange
where desirable and undesirable
projections are traded
for dollars that have no worth
The broad voice of emptiness
Echoes through the disappearing landscape,
and tattered things
are blowing away in the wind.
Good riddance to bad rubbish--
Empty space and
the burn barrel take the lot of it.
Fire the police force of your mind,
Those restless enforcers
wearing the badge of selfhood.
Their ceaseless stopping and interrogating
of vagrant thoughts
will not clean up the streets
of your mind, but only fill up
the jails of your suppressed impulses.
Let all thoughts walk freely
in this ghost-town,
And abandon the busy stock exchange
where desirable and undesirable
projections are traded
for dollars that have no worth
The broad voice of emptiness
Echoes through the disappearing landscape,
and tattered things
are blowing away in the wind.
Good riddance to bad rubbish--
Empty space and
the burn barrel take the lot of it.