Autoproctology

Not far beyond the event horizon

gravity is so very importantly intense

that light cannot escape

this is the domain of the most venerable

Autoproctologist

All the heavenly spheres

rotate around that singularity

in Space-Time

the one ring which binds

the ring of Power

—-

Forged in the fiery cracks

of Mount Doom

the valley of death

where rode the six hundred

with cannons on all sides

—-

The endoscope of Ego

examines sphincters

on a cold winter’s day

to see the cosmic Manvantara

there, always at play

It needs aloe coated,

quilted paper to burnish

and Anusol

to clear all the piles

of leaves

The Autoproctologist

lays ostrich eggs

with his head buried

up to the ears

and sometimes past

In his eyes

there is no us

no you, no me

only He

or She

Not far beyond the event horizon

gravity is so very importantly intense

that light cannot escape

this is the domain of the most venerable

Autoproctologist