by phillipw | Jan 3, 2020 | SO, SP
The Address of the Soul Inside the skull is spirit’s home. Soul Inhabits brain. Protected by thick bone, The insubstantial essence floats. A scroll Of hardened jellylike gray is its lone Account, its empire. Spirit is a monk, The head its hermitage. Soul has...
by phillipw | Nov 20, 2019 | SO
Patriarchs and Pussies The wife of Lot did not look back to yearn For Sodom. No. She turned her back on Lot. The kind of man he was deserved to burn Along with all the others. He had caught Himself out just the night before. He chose To give his daughters...
by phillipw | Nov 15, 2019 | SO
Alpha If glass contains a sound, we cannot hear It. We can cause a sound from it by force But torture chambers manage only queer Sounds, agonies, from humans, so of course The sounds we cause by breaking glass or with A wetted finger on a rim...
by phillipw | Nov 4, 2019 | SO
Epitaph on Epicurus’s Epiphenomenon: Wishful Non-Thinking The soul, if it exists at all, consists Of stuff we cannot register with tools Or natural senses. If the mind resists The logic of thin physics, then new rules Must be developed, like a child who...
by phillipw | Nov 1, 2019 | SO
Calm Down, Gautama: the Escape is Eternal I fabricate myself a Soul. It needs Much less than what religions would impose. This Soul of mine is limited. It heeds My own creation, not the rows and rows Of rules that random deities require. Instead it recognizes...
by phillipw | Sep 17, 2019 | GO, HE, SO
Everlasting Godfire I wish that God had killed the angels whom He sent to Sodom and Gomorrah, not The men–the husbands, fathers, sons in bloom Of youthful beauty, bachelors with hot Prospects–and not the women, children, mules, And donkeys, braying in the...
