Demon In The Details

[Fireall]

DEMON IN THE DETAILS
For William Burroughs, Allen Ginsberg, Brion Gysin and some others
Once upon a time,
these
friends
loved
each other
very much,
and they made a vow
to stay together
until they all
attained
Enlightenment,
and lifetime
after lifetime,
and endless
re-births,
and doing practice,
they all realized
the absolute
empty
true nature
of mind.
They were so
happy
and overjoyed,
they started
dancing,
and dancing,
and danced
and danced,
they were so happy,
in the shocked
recognition
of emptiness
and compassion,
they kept
on dancing,
dancing
and dancing,
and they danced away
all their flesh
and skin,
until there was
nothing
left
but their bones,
and they kept dancing
in their bones,
dancing
skeltons
dancing skeltons.

Smooth
skulls
and speeding
fingers,
smiling
teeth
and wide eyed
holes,
sliding
phymas
and cracking
shins,
spinning
and sparkling
spinal chords,
shouting
ribs
and singing
jaws,
sqwirming
pelvises,
shivering
bones
and shaking
bones;
I want to
jump
into your heart,
I'm gonna come
in your heart
from here.

When it gets to hot
for comfort
and you can't get
ice cream cones,
taint
no sin,
to take off
your skin
and dance around
in your bones
taint no sin,
to take off your skin
and dance around
in your bones.

You generated
enough
compassion
to fill the world,
and now,
all of you,
resting in
great equanimity,
have accomplished
great clarity
and great bliss,
and the vast
empty
expanse
of Primordially pure
Wisdom Mind.

But our friends
were not
totally,
not completely
Englightened
beings;
and sometimes
a hundred thousand years
in one of the
fabulous
god worlds
or highest
heavens,
is one year
here
or a couple of years here
in ours,
so much
for that.

Now,
at this very moment,
their consciousnesses
are terrorized,
the bells
of hell
the bells of hell
the bells of hell,
they have
cut off
your head,
and are shitting
down
your throat,
the worst
is at this moment
happening,
the very worst,
is happening
now,
life
goes on.