The Place of Insanity – Mazun – D. Wilde’s Poetic Rendition

The Place of Insanity (D-S31)

This place is
insane.

And I
designed it
and built it,
stone drunk
the whole time.

I’m so drunk
with the way
of the spirit
I am the wine.
I’ve disappeared
in the cool
of my friend’s
visit, completely
carefree, so carefree
the whole world’s
come into focus –
I’m so drunk
I’ve sobered up
and see

I’m my own
friend, in
a world
where tar
is setar,
friend
is me, I am
the world,

no world
at all, a placeless
place.

Look! No
things but
in ideas! –
No possessions
here, nowhere!
I’m the sultan
of nothing.

I don’t wipe
tears for no reason.
No solution’s
better than
this insanity.

Why don’t I feel
my own pain?
I’m patient,
physician
and cure.

For unknown eons
I wandered
the stars
for the sake
of my friend,
and broke
my own heart
searching.

Unbelievable!
For eons
I failed
to realize
the lover
and beloved
live together,
here, the same
place,
nowhere.

Mazun,
I degraded
myself.
I chose
to be in love.
I gave
my soul
to my friend,
and it became
the beloved
of itself.

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