kari edwards, "constant crazy"

I am being called to pray
to allah
by the jains
in a crumbling postcolonial
irrational utopia
crumbling in a spirit of sanity
insanity
and cricket mornings

allah
opens the door
for the sick and dying
the lame and never healed

krishna
circle the wagons
rip open the heart
turn up the speakers

rama
tears down the concept
body flesh
body ego
sensing
hollow screaming
no
when there is only yes

dying singing
burning dying
singing

broadcast shiva
burns
always burning
burning water
running out of water
running out of allah

call me to prayer
call me a windmill
endless pumping
ceaseless fire
five directions
a dedication to a million trees
a breath from ganesh
remover of obstacles
nothing everything
crazy
wrenching sorrow
snake sorrow
twelve pillar sorrow
that never ends
that never begins
can never return
to crazy
constant crazy