Thinking of...

Great Stone Face Sutra

Let the blank slate be
The essence of your silence.
Be the one who moves

In synce with mayhem,
Rebuffing your undoing
In fluent deadpan.

If all else fails,
Take a tumble, bust a move,
Let your mind reel.

When your luck runs out,
Dash after it, one hand clamped
On your porkpie hat.

Be the one who falls
Flawlessly, keeping your cool
At a breakneck clip,

Licking fixes catch
As catch can, dumb like a sphinx,
Not once cracking up.

Loose lips seal flops.
Be the one for whom double-
Takes do the talking.

On cue, be a blur.
Conjure a gadget. Never
Let them see you smart.

Let the cyclone howl,
Let the bridges burn to cinders,
Let cats have your tongue-

You'll still be the one
Who goes for broke in the dark
For your dying art.

by: David Barber