459 – Chöd

Kill the Buddha
Down the sidewalk.
Gun him down
With acid tears.

Strip red flesh
From golden bones,
Wear it
Like a robe.

Drink the warm blood
Of enlightenment,
Mixed with bourbon
And wild thoughts.

Naked dance
Under the moonlight,
To the rhythm
Of a dying heart.

Jump into the abyss
Of black and empty eyes.

Wake up as
As a crazy Buddha,
Being killed
By falling stars.