why have a paradoxical ‘I to eye’ 7 * 3/5/13

readings:

day seven

I keep myself quietly content 
by not unwrapping the way it goes. 
I (Introspective eye), 
daily feed the pigeons 
in the park of my awareness 
the sweet emptiness 
of my constant view.

I am only conscious of being 
a kickstand posed, holding up, 
the what of it, I don’t really know.

I (Introspective eye), 
am unrealized rapture, 
joyously weeping the insides of me.