BIG SKY
BIG SKY COUNTRY
At my office in the
Trenches Of Humanity
I have three
picturesque windows
The huge sky looms
sometimes the
Moon
Most days a hawk –
perpetually
on the
hunt
Me and my child-clients
gaze out upon the
glory
Some days the
windows become
analytic-fodder
for
paralytic anxiety
Hey what if I fell
out the window?
What if I
jumped?
What if I pushed
you out?
They ponder
Or will a large plane
crash through all
the beauty
killing the Hawk &
the Moon & the Child
& Me
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Spring 2008
