drifting from sea to sea
there exists an unknown
magic nature
the familiar that I've severed
love or what--I don't know
who can say--I am sorry for the pain you carry
not which I've inflicted
guilty of something--I'm sure
on the slow spiral down around where you are
I am envious of the bears--watching them in
perfect isolation
free in streams splashed w/
salmon blood--tied only w/ metabolic impulse
humans are the strange ones
looking out @ nature w/ mirrors and cameras
& grins
I do not understand
this odd voyeurism
slow down and be born already
too much caffeine vibration
sunken shallow to the form
anxiety worries--for god's sake
already burned up