Red Crystal
by Diamond Heart
Drawings by the author
Sebastopol, 2004
28 pages

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MY OLD HAT

Tilted, burgundy, wide brim
On my braided locks
Covering my mind
Hiding my innermost
Thoughts like soil
Blanketing
The beds of the earth.

My invisible mind
Reveals
Sacred wisdom
Concealed
From myself—
All the hidden agendas
Of me
Playing poker with life.

Embedded in the gravel and mud
Holding millions of old minds
Dried skulls and bones
I step, I think
Whose mind
Am I covering now?
Listening for cries
Of the hidden secrets.

LOSS
for Pat Turrigianno

Crushes the spirit,
Deepens one’s meaning
In its purest form.

Injects fears into our bodies.
Brings unity to life,
Strikes the heart,
Purifies the soul.
Rips away all illusions
Of attachment.

Takes you to that place
Which you hide from—
Purity.