warm in the october lights

awake w/o a moon

a home

crying for grass

my dirt and the rocks

to pond my soul

for the nights

a heart

with no name

but a label

in the plastic

old juice

for the chill

 

the 'ties

the runs

pals spinning aflight

and I afloat in leaps

 

to the shore

and my faits

my path to step

dry in the light

wet in aside

 

for here could be a line

here is a stop

o but on a flee

 

 

 

 

 

 you can leave any instant

so you are choosing to stay

and this

 

like coral

resculpting outside

in miniature

unknowing

 

8 hours of every circle

you know not

who

 

a State dream state for the day

your right to the light

 

a message board

of thoughts and feelings

with all the pressure

of infinity behind them

 

this dream

with the people and you

mirrors from fears

of me

 

 

 

 

 

the scary part is if the left is
a shade shadow
the animals are as conscious
as us
seeing our predicament

teaching me everything these dogs
an extrapolation of the present

why want more days
if there is no plan


 

800

is this country

its structure of governing

sophisticated enough to

have another constitutional convention

to split the union

manifest destiny is not unity

another destiny manifests

do you desire to be reborn

after life on this earth

maybe to your grandkids

recall the uterine memories

dreams and plans

smiles at the light

mother the machine