The Tart Sutra – Katie Frank

September 20, 2025

Gone, gone beneath, gone completely beneath

 

Judy let go
He was a channel
And his seven wives
Were channels
And now you’re a channel
Grow your white hair long
Stand in front of your subjects
And burn his books
Watch them cry
Be a dragon
Please Judy I need this

 
Cosmic joke

 

The truth is
I am him
It was me chewing on
That shoe leather
Escaping across that
Alien terrain
I made you
And I’m telling you
I was a liar
And if you really love me
You will spit my name
In the dirt
So I can escape this karmic
Hellcycle
And be free
As a smallchested babysitter
Forever