Matt Potter 12:30 p.m., Dec. 13
he blended into the jungle
graceful as a fluid cat
as he walked along the trail...
only his luminous blue face
could be glimpsed thru the lush follage
barest sunbeam flashed upon him
barest moonbeam reached out
to illuminate his countenance
the GOD so far ahead
and he so far behind
and then the other pilgrim
walking ahead of him
swaying her tiny bells
wrapped around her hips
to take his attention
or urge him forward
to continue thru the leafy labyrinth
i must get ahead of her
i must have a full view
to reach the God and comadeer his blessing
and so he cried out
lauding his Lord
begging him to allow him to breach
this one forward on the trail
as he moved very close her scent and beauty
the undulating movements of her hips
the tilt of her head
the long succulent curves of her neck
the beauty of her moving calves and thighs
began to overwhelm him
he wanted to pressed his body into her back
and he found his lingum growing
then all concentration left him
as his urge to mount her was overwhelmong
burning all other thoughts from his mind
at those times she'd turned to him
lifting her magnificent breasts with each hand
and the image of his Lord left him completely
lost would be his happiness
lost his oblivion
lost the path to bliss
but as the woman began to move on
suddenly his Lord appeared before his eyes more clearly
and he called out to him
"remove this woman Master"
"she only clutters my mind"
"as she works her bodily spell over me"
the Lord laughed
"you have no hope pilgrim"
"have no hope to follow me if she is not on the trail before you"
"you must court her"
"win her condolence"
"make her see you always"
"and guide you always"
"she is my most important handmaiden"
"she will help you find your better nature"
"learn her name"
"what is her name my Lord"
and faintly in the breeze that blew by his ears
he heard her whisper seductively
MY NAME IS KARMA