Rebelling Taoist


Rivers of life shape one’s mind
etching their rigid gullies, patterns, canyons
gaps
like hot water poured over malleable Jell-O mound
…Lao Tse wrote never struggle against a current
river’s might will forever prevail
outlasting, never tiring
I, the spiritual nihilist,
salmon swims upstream, giving birth to more of its kind
dies – cycles back into
Sisyphus’ rolling pebbles – repeating –
remnants of iconoclast giants…
I dream of a cognitive floodplain
that would come,
washing all of this away.