my drunken wisdom

thanks to my drunken wisdom
my heart is now filled with dying landscapes
each dream asking for exoneration, and
my frenzy deliriums, it seems
have taken the deepest slumber
never to be awaken, not even to contemplate
for a nostalgia called hope

thanks to my drunken wisdom
i can now prepare for a final journey
like a bird against the immense sky
of sunken blues, and silence
in the backdrop of black rainbow
searching the non-exstent "chumthang-makhong"

thanks to my drunken wisdom
i take few more names and happily
arouse my senses to headless rhythms
like licherous nights watching the full blown moon

thanks to my druken wisdom
today, i forget myself, for better
for a drunken wisdom
for a mute wisdom

***12/25/2009***