CIX.

April 22, 2012 § Leave a Comment

Earth Day

bleached-white tiny fossils of a duck

four months —five months? since we met last

organs, excavated

feathers sparse, marks of time

unthreading sinew,

pale orange webbed motors

little nothing

of Oneness

no eyes no heart no lungs

maggots! make way for Now & Laters, Ritz, Twix, Tootsie rolls, Kettle, Hostess, Frito-Lay, Keebler, Chex, Cola, Cola, Cola, Cola, Cola, Hershey, Doritos, Kotex, Airheads, Little Debbie, Wonka, Oscar-Meyer, Oberto, Quaker, Honey Maid

(all natural) (organic) (USDA approved) (100% wheat) (recyclable) (renewable) (sustainable)

dropped here, forgotten, by human hands

hands: for invention, for demolition

plastic! seep to Our Iron Core

our Engine

revs; it sputters, kicks

converge, diverge; we rebuild

fiercer, much too sustainable we are

LXXIX.

January 2, 2012 § Leave a Comment

LXXV.

December 24, 2011 § 1 Comment

Here is Time

its incessant presence

says, to Me,

“why heap so much upon us? why not enjoy us fuller?”

Say, to It,

“fuller, am I, the Heaped Upon..overwhelmed, yes, though, more satisfied, much fatter in heart as I am less so in wallet.”

- -

late afternoon

the life of the mayfly begins

they molt twice

mate

lay eggs.

they lack mouths. they do not feed.

they die before dawn

- -

late whenever

I write

run

sing

love.

I do not lack much but the answer for “why?”

LXXIV.

December 18, 2011 § Leave a Comment

Asleep by midnight,

awake by three. I cannot beat down

the brain rehearsing songs in my sleep,

the brain revising sentences it wrote weeks or even months ago,

sentences now out of its control,

control never belonging to me.

- -

Novalis

Krakauer

Carlyle

dominate

me

- -

two miles

then four, daily

then six, I run. The headaches, gone. The body, electric.

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