Take dictation from the universe
The citrus sun beams
Dazzling through leaves
The sharp urgency of having to go pee
A bird’s neon trill expressing
The entire universe in its electric spasm
The world speaks to me
Not of a quiet unassuming peace
But of a peace totally off the rails
A great firehose of content
Swirling inward
A light bright composite of infinite units without boundary
The dry choke of sour
The winsome delight of going away for ever
Pretending to be here and gone, here and gone, here and gone
Echoing through the midnight canyon
I love you
I love you
I love the ground upon which you tread
The canvas upon which you paint
The undeniable being of your being
“My lands” says my mother-in-law
“My lands” she says. And she means it. And I know what she means.
All of us dying in an instant.
A hiccup and we are free together forever.