The Mountain of Lust (poem)

Beyond the spires and mist lay the great mountain

past the forest canopy in its silence of life dreams
where a path led upward
and visions of the emerald world
ran the course

Somewhere with beingness and corporeal actualization
a body of motion set to conquer
a foot ahead of another
always drawing onward
else the lust for summitting
be spent with sweat and mosquito bytes

Repeated a thousand million times
the words of the din corporation
demised those conditions asterisked
that were externalities to the monad at the top
where the largest was the smallest
pinpointed with a flagging poignancy of fulfillment

The mountain of lust set in majestic repose
drew the charged particles unto it
seeking to join their motivations onto its great parts
where yawning chasms barely able to remain awake
brought rope-swinging adventurers to life-risking
oscillations as metronymic pantomime
onward and upward 600 feet more

Waves of gravity lapped upon the world gently
sent from distant black holes
with millions of times the mass of the sun
consuming star clusters with burping gravitational changes
climbing the great mountain that lust overcome
without philosophic reflections
without the spirit of God.