Gull Rock

Will anyone die who I have loved enough?
Why cannot I see through love and lust?
What is between our discipline?
Is there a line between her and him?

What is radical?
What is violent?
We speak of the law
And when we speak of it we are silent
Silent before
The loss of the being outside of it
Gull Rock swells
For hooks it is hope and for Paolo
It opens the cells
We must all go to hells

With radical compassion for
The frozen hearts that lust for law
The loss inscribed on the bathroom door
May the love I feel help the whiteness thaw

To say you are punching up, not down
To say 'I am punching up not down'
But are you sure you are on the ground?
Is to say 'I stand on level ground'
And not in space, every punch rebounds
But am I just to the white peak bound?
Speeding up not slowing down
Do I cross the line or lay my body down?

And yes there are those very hungry
No water no pill
And men everywhere they are thirsting
To control or kill
The glimpses of emptiness love brings
Gull Rock looms
The ones who have loved through the otherness
We lock up in Room
My slow heart the womb

To cut the head off of the king
To be a bell that others ring
To kill the Buddha in the road
What's speeding up must first be slowed