Love Poem: Self of the World
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Written by: Roy Austin

Self of the World

The self of the world incarnates
   held by her flautist  charms,
gripped by the heels, slapped on the feet
   wrapped in a mother’s arms ;

now ‘ other ‘d , non existential -
   never a moment’s doubt,
weaned on a past and future tense,
   always the moment’s rout,

always the outward focus here
   reigning down from the top,
turning us round and round again
   until our pennies drop !

What need then, for magic mushrooms
   under our mother sun ?
The flute plays  on into the whole
   'til  the  millions are   one.