Buddhism Applies Only to Me

I have been trying to look at

everyone as being 50% sexuality

50% everything else.

Everything else: religion, politics –

all thought-allegiances; fear of public speaking;

fragments of old songs

in flux with fuck-thoughts more or less dark or light;

all these other things (ideas penciled

in the menu margins) a continuing never-

resolved conversation against the constant bass line.

I find thinking of people as half sex

half everything else

has made me appreciate them more and

I have subjected this hypothesis to hard cases:

angry windowshopper in the coyote t-shirt,

British quote marks at the edges of the lips;

Uri Tamir, spent 7 years in solitude

investigating/writing the planets combination energies,

every combination a different meaning,

see his book Planets Control Sound.

It would not work, I think, with sex criminals

or the current Vice-President of the United States;

it has worked with everyone else so far.

It makes anyone's loneliness or repression

almost impossible to accept but it makes

people freshen in the night air:

the clerk ordered to make a list of everything in the world

knowing it will all end soon;

the diesel contralto belting out Summer Wind

and The Girl from Ipanema, the whole room cheering.