I Am a Fraud

[Loop]

I got nothing in my coat,

Yet I’ll sell you a watch of the time you will awoke,

A dial set to ten,

Turns around into the pen,

Do you ever really arrive?

Dead or Alive?
Neither goes to Nothing,

The fabric of the very Something.

 

To try and appoint,

A one to point,

Back to the eyes,

Crossed into lies,

Two to one,

And one to two,

Both are still a looping coo,

Mu.

 

All that can be understood,

Is the entangling of your hood,

Masked the light from shining through,

Tiny slits in the wrapping reveal the real You. 
 

I am just a dancing fool, 

Enlightenment is intellectual drool,

You are enough,

Love is more powerful then any tool. 
 

Learning discerning,

Unlearning concerning,

Awakening compassion,

The flames of true passion.  
 

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There really isn’t anything to get, but that’ll never help someone who believes. 
“There must be something to get!” 
You don’t even get that there is nothing to get. You cannot have what you are, just bask and shine, you cannot even leave what you already are, so this is really non-action. 

So what are your thoughts on no-thoughts? 😂

 

I was remembering a time when a guy tried to sell me childrens watches that he had on the inside of his trench coat. Literally stereotypical dude who has watches in his coat. Was inspired to write this poem from the memory.