pictures and stories are windows in walls i don’t see past
a black mirror
warm blood on skin yellow white black
someone washing away toward a vast ocean
i navigate by echo
where is the bridge
Category: protest
trying to believe
that is around the corner
poised to invade and press
killing opportunity
stepping through mirrors and windows i express
my naivety
smells and words in thoughts in harmony
moments stretching toward eternity
somenowhere
songs snow blossoms dreams
risk edge
green gold hills
unevencovered grasstrash
speedmylove
for jeannettes
slowly toward a city across the harbor
dolls eyes look from thickets
wild ginger dewsteeps pathside
trout lilies greenyellow bottomland
in breathing footfall rhythm
bottlebrush grass laces remnant wood
wild-rye sews small streambanks
purpletop rattles unpaved road
in thinking breathful melody
nodding bur marigolds pool dark mirrors
sneezeweed runs ditches and marsh
frostweed mounds vacant lotmeadows
in warmingchilling chorded nervemuscle
inkberries assort waxwings
winterberries cluster robins
skunk cabbages unfold turkeys
in echoing faint chorus
this year is my passing song
my love the walking minutes
cirrostratus flyover
why am i in a jetplane bombs dropping
buffeted on updraft of ghosts from the fields
wings genteel rolling stolen beats
land far below golden remote
birdover cloudocean doors soaring
explosives infraready jewels to confetti
magic aluminum jeta spoiling sunshine and rain
speed bending flying stars into time
gliding near world top in heaven trip
tender joystick down through whirl wind
mind state perfect military tweaking vision
making money right
because i like my killing washed and clean
really big show
singing strutters drift in from deep ocean
whistling stomping
squealing plucking
barking blowing
chuckling serenading
wailing swirling
in blue orange black white
gathered separate focused diffused
sculpting color
windows doors poles trees cars cobbles frame
water flowing exploded fading
shops steps
assembling arranging
out of unseen sayers seers
neighboring culturing
pause
play
flying in timelight
pando human
walk into a forest trembling gold silver yellow
see six thousand tons ringing breathing as one grain
taste pollen blooming ten thousand springs
walk forty thousand feet of dispersed light with each step
hear forty thousand engines working in whisper
smell eighty thousand sun orbits as one second
meaning has found you
crane buddha and toad
an august early morning
in city brick asphalt soil grass and trees julyabsorbed
a red brown black toad poised unglazed as clay
on a knee of buddha turned away from his gaze
from high unseen rare untimely
a grey crane alights on buddhas head
a glorious globe unfolding in the sun
ball of medicine paper burning with color and flowering stigma
crane folds its wings in predatory prayer
toads beautiful heart beats faster and broken
buddha smiles
after eating an ant and lichen toad hops to arbor vitae
crane loosens and swallows a stone of clay and spirals away
buddha remains serene eroding
cast toad into the city and crane into the world
to share hunger
for wet muddy reeds and rice in unsplit unfused atoms of drenching rain
warehousing them
dicktracy: when will you fix the faulty wiring
herniahernia: we might use some of the wiring to electrocute the roaches
dicktracy: the leaking pipes
herniahernia: they are imbedded in the concrete, as are the leaky gas pipes which poses slightly less danger
dicktracy: the rats come through the holes in the walls and ceilings
herniahernia: we are studying that, if convenient direct them out the broken windows
dicktracy: you could change the lightbulbs and keep the grounds clean
herniahernia: when we fix things they break, we’re saving money in hopes of destroying everything
dicktracy: it’s always cold in the winter
herniahernia: we’ve arranged to have milk delivered
dicktracy: can’t you just maintain working order, i don’t want to be in this war anymore
herniahernia: i won’t say there is nothing i can do
reionize
measured unmeasured states
bathed in stellar wind
click
explosive expansion waves excite a planet
shapeshifters save us
from dying in half sky
