Hungry ghost, a morphology all by itself between our realms
Hungry ghost: that dwells in consciousness, torments our
desire
Sexy ghost, a performer, a demon, a gadfly
To never have enough be enough get enough
Dancing on coals
In a state of mind, bewitched, unsettled over what he thinks or
she thinks, what they think
What the “I” thinks: hieroglyph for the hungry ghost
Unsatisfied—dancing on nails!
Jostled by waves, the real kind, that pull you under
Turbulent in a shadow realm between waking and sleep
Hungry ghost with sacrifices in the sand, hewn characters in
the mind, arms and legs that are brisk strokes of gestures
in air, in language, flailing about, writing with the skeletal
stylus of the hungry ghost
Sleeping with the hungry ghost who writes your book
Hungry ghost: a web, a film, a trail, a latent thought set
down that won’t let go
The watcher watching you in your hungry ghost fabrication
Gloves off, anything can happen
Hungry ghost, the war machine, sleeping with the humming
war machine
Hungry ghost that is a blur between worlds, thrumming on
filaments of desire in a code that summons hallucination
of “enemy! enemy!”
Enmity of insatiable hunger for enemy
Threads of desire constantly broken, strings plucked and
snapped
The connection, the fix is in for the hungry ghost who sings in
lamentation
Singing: To be ghost and so very hungry, the fix is in, the fix is in
Attachment which is a ghost of yearning, watching the skies
for strafing drones
Yearning for existence, the fix is in
Yearning for sustenance, the fix is in
Hungry ghosts of the Jurassic, large omnivores startling you
with appetite
Hungry ghost ancient in mind, continuity of the mind of all
primordial hungry ghosts
Ravage and ravaging, ravaged and will have ravaged and will
ravage and will have been ravaged
Hues of glorious white light that pursue you everywhere,
spotlight on desire
Then so bright or fierce you can never rest
How can we ever feed your ravenous hounds?
Or radiant colors of seductive desire, illusive beauty adorn
your tattered frame
Although worn too, transient flickering
Transmigrating through many lifetimes, hungry ghost
Down & dirty on the street, shackled
Body picked over, on a street in a distant street “over there”
Other side of the hungry ghost world
People willing to die there, fighting the hungry ghost
Despots, tyrants, mercenaries, denizens of the hungry ghost
world
Stars, atoms, molecules, names family histories, all shackled
The Hooghly River right in front of you
Your rivers in lockdown
Ganges in lockdown
Yangtze in lockdown
Bending over into the river of hungry ghost
Torturer can do anything he wants to
Maybe anyone can be “bumped” or “busted”
Brown paper bags over the head: torture & death
Wipe the mouth away
Wipe the eyes away, wipe the ears away, wipe the “long ago” away
A better hand of death will guide you from this hungry ghost
world
Gunned down on your own street
Code of executioner’s light
Exultant the civvies turned on to torture
Wild laughter getting their kicks in the hungry ghost realm
Set teeth to knuckles
Set knuckles to knees
Set fists to bloated belly
A muzzle snaps
The lights out & they are thrashing
Thrashing: metal set to teeth
Set teeth to neck
Hungry ghost: a bloodsuckers paradise
Being sexy again in a broken world, caress the body of the
hungry ghost
Chamber of greed & brutality
The ghost that will never rest is your own grasping mind
Cold savage beatings, mannerisms of the thumbs up
A code of hungry ghost is your own mind
Apprehension of the ghost, where next?
Locked doors, low light, agony going down the hallway
Agony in the hit in the stomach “or worse”
Hungry ghost links memory to energy
Atrocity which is silence
Migrations of hungry ghosts walking toward a diminishing hope
Memory erased, women & children disappearing overnight
Hungry ghost an empty verbiage
Sons “disappeared”
Hungry ghost the seer will teach you how to be “ghosted”
Hungry ghost with generations of progeny
Wound that never heals
What perpetuates hungry ghost? coercion without flavor of
love?
A culture that flees from love
Hungry ghost an emphatic disruption, a cultural intervention
Achieving power over millions on dark & bloody ground
Simonides: create a memory system for me lest I forget
Hungry ghost bursting out of superstitious darkness into
Copernian heliocentricity
Hungry ghost in the half light of memory, lunar memory
Rare native grasses, bed down here, hungry ghost: rest your
spectral bones
Riparian habitat: bed down, rest by water: rest your salivating
maw
Shadows resting now in the charnel ground of hungry ghost
Preble’s jumping mice, coyotes, badgers, coming alive at the
toxic nuclear plant
Swirl of ravens, and vultures hovering nearby in the mind
A line of conifers won’t shelter a hungry ghost
A ligament or tendon pulls hard on the phantom bone, no
shelter for hungry ghost
Tiny throat
Distended bloated belly
No comfort for hungry ghost
Hungry ghost, broken fracture to haunt you, hungry ghost a
crypsis, a camouflage
Hungry ghost: psychic lockdown
Un-manifest identity without a body
An expansion of unrecognizable things
Phantom memories coiled one upon the other
Hungry ghost without purpose except growing hungrier
Oil! Oil! Oil! Oil!
All you thought in terms of progress vanishes
I awoke one night in the continuous present, we were all wired
Bent over my own body of hungry ghost
Stroked the desire of hungry ghost, stoked the fire of hungry
ghost
Nothing but cinder and ashes
Imploding our planet of hungry ghost