Inki Fen
Thieves interrupt Neighbor
meditating like a shadow pacing
a warehouse floor, minutes short
of enlightenment. Refuse
to spare her a bit longer,
decapitate her and a bull
they’ve stolen – her blood-jets
foundry fires ghosting
the river’s mudflats. In fury
she becomes Yama—indigo-skinned,
scarlet-soled—takes the bull’s
pronged head for her own, impaling
the thieves, making space
for silence. Drinks their blood
from their skull-cups for as long
as the results of their actions
are unexhausted. The factories
aren’t coming back. The headless bull
wanders into the bog.
go to:
Adam Day
“Yuugen Gulf”
“Padmasambhava”
“Bosatsu Basswood”
“Sambhava”
“Viridian Akasa”
“Sakya”