smooth white skin
gentle curve of
soft electric flesh
whose fine tresses are these
whose winsome smile
now touching
now multiplying desire
as morning light rushes in
and one reality fades
for another

as the crow flies
a truck on the highway
three miles away
is as close to the ear
as the chipmunk at three yards
people are mostly asleep
while the birds exist in song
dew drops rumble through the forest leaves
on their way to the deafening brook
a moment of attention to your voice
obliterates the larger world
and then a car passes on the [...]

From different worlds
Yet born into the same
We watched each other
With wonder and unease

Shame grew from a seed of dissatisfaction
And we lived up to it in our human frailty
Do you remember the terrible things I do?

Oil and water
Hating each other in a world of love

And now the latter
Has evaporated
Leaving us, in a slippery spot

we owe everything
to the earth
where we’re from and
where we go
head up high
feet down low
to the earth
fire and water
stone and sand
king’s daughter
peasant’s hand
to the earth
all your dreams
soon come down
truth is always
on solid ground
to the earth

sex offenders
terrorists
parents who beat their children
clarence thomas
distracted drivers
other natural flavors
the demons prevail and no amount
of ethiopian coffee
sweetened with cream and turbinado
will shoo them away
what drives this ill wind blowing
after a storm of sunshine and goodwill?
I shake at the thought of the coin’s other side
and watch the frightening world spin

when the counter was 8
he counted on being a teenager
when the counter was 15
he counted on being an adult
when the counter was 22
he counted on being a success
when the counter was 29
he counted on being happy
when the counter was 36
he counted on being a good father
when the counter was 43
he counted on having a second [...]

Grant Brook Ice from James G on Vimeo.

[...]
we are all flashes
in the phenomenal world
[...]

[...]
the short winter day
lengthens its unbearable chill
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