Shedding the Skin of Past Lives

by Jerry Ratch


I bow my head

and shed the antlers

of past lives

I no longer butt heads

with the universe

but I miss my curse

and can't do worse


I throw myself in reverse

and rehearse the early scenes

of science and my

full meat diet

that sent me into

inner space

and the intentional

human race


I'm here to erase

the memories of the past

I'm here to deface

vast inner Buddhas

but not with cannon

not with rope

and rocket


but hope in the future

and with trust in the workings

and untapped searching of youth

I was once told

I can't take the truth

Screw that

I can take the truth