Chapter 37 Buddha
Buddha
flowing folds
it's your slight breath
On the palm of your waving thousand arms
open one eye
touch the electrified silence
make everything overlap
like a dream
endure centuries of hunger and thirst
the pearl embedded in your forehead
Represents the invincible power of the sea
make a gravel transparent
like water
you have no sex
half-naked boobs
just the desire to be a mother
feeding earthly pain
make them grow