Another daybreak 
Between amalgam midnights
Caught inside the choking
Darkness within—
Each rising sun and
Falling moon, tick tock, a
Gradual inching toward
Here and now
Inside living, being
Just is—
Knowledge is not
Learned or
Memorized in a classroom,
Nothings are something, never nothing
Order makes sense until it no longer
Pleases anyone, then the
Quiet beckons—  I breathe. I sit. I
Realize the
Sun has set once again, and
Time no longer
Understands me, or my
Voracious need to
Wander in the silence, a
Xiphoid fear pierces the isness of surrender, and my
Yearning for knowingness strangles Samadhi
Zag and twist, an unrelenting mind, “forget, forget, forget…”