"Austin Jim"

“austin jim”

it was Austin Jim

who mirrored me back

simplified

shifted the

light

somewhere in there

place I sensed

but didn’t fully explore

familiar landscape

old guy knew well

I still get lost

walking through

that neighborhood

tunnels and traps

at one end

other

bright

lights fake

shimmering like

jewels

fools gold

many deviated

strayed, lost

their way

if I’m steady

I’ll make it

stay still and listen

voice of inner senses

blind eyes that see

bat’s way of navigating

seeking

well-worn path

needed a guide

who’d been there

tell me its this way

or that or

here’s what you’ll find

when you get there

trainers wheels

teacher gives

before you walk

the road alone

being weak I needed

examples exemplars

reliable maps

fine tuning

many Austin Jims

to tell me

remind me

in many ways over

trust in these

abstractions

the high mysticism

in which you live.

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Aug. 26, 02:39:12 UTC

Lambertville, NJ

©2004, Angelo John Lewis

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