Corporeal Comic Pilgrim Puritans
marching on the beautiful city on the hill
from the undercroft of the Nautilus Cathedral
where the labyrinth spirals into the basement floor
and time flees away with poor old finite space himself
plane and solid become a Milky Sea of luminescent micro-organisms
bacteria that so like living deep in the innards that
they chemically signal to synchronously turn on their light
since they do best in the digestive tract process
they attract the predators inside whom they thrive
and here we are doing a walk that goes nowhere
in a body that is now still here treading
on the back of the tiger that says “Don’t Tread On Me”
coiled like a snake on the labyrinth floor
around and around, again and again
go the Corporeal Comic Pilgrim Puritans
black and white and living color
sad clowns, crazy clowns
ready to do anything for a laugh, you know
silent in order to finally be heard
fast as a pop! slow as the snow
piling up in heap no movement cheap
each gesture an immobile statue
each life here in the living labyrinth


James Van Looy has been a fixture in Boston’s poetry venues since the 1970s. He is a member of Cosmic Spelunker Theater and has run poetry workshops for Boston area homeless people at Pine Street Inn and St. Francis House since 1992. Van Looy leads the Labyrinth Creative Movement Workshop, which his Labyrinth titled poems are based on. His work appears weekly in Oddball Magazine.