Sunday, October 14, 2012


23

Time—do not be
a devourer—
we will set aside
our lucent skins
take off hair and
lung—carpal and
sinew—set aside
heart and—skeletal—
dance along the sides
of the tar sands
along the length
of the pipelines
and in the hollow holds
of the tankers waiting
to be filled

Mother—is there another
dance we might perform?
Working in a circle
healing ourselves our
relationships and our world—
space is what we’ve
laid waste to
inside and out
accumulating the capital of
the crazed glaze of commodity
now—working in a circle
replace cell phone with bird call
jet ski with water fall
refinery with otter dive
pesticide with bee hive

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