Off with The Head.

A fearless, seem-less, all-encompassing desire;

a religious urge, a maternal need-

an indigestible craving

to renounce, reach,

surge, seek,

fumble and gasp and shriek,

falter and sigh and wail...

and FALL....

and let go...

and fly,

across the eyes of time- drift,

through nothingness-sift,

and merge

into the vast dot of exclusion...

to be there, where

sense, reason, logic and

the putrid achievements

of the head

are dead

and wrapped along the coast

of exploding Joy

of self-inclusion.

The only infallible euphoria- Me.