Me?
I reached for a star
and came back with the moon.

The neighbors are having a party.
Young women are seduced by young men
and the cycle of life has evolved into this
degradation of humanity in the 21st century.
I have taken a large part myself.
Now, however, I sit a room away
with this keyboard, a case of beer
and this pack of cigarettes,
bullying this keyboard as I
punch words out of thin air.

I would take my party over theirs any day.

My brother told me that cats purr because
it means you’re close enough to hurt them.
Their motors running, vibrating throughout their bodies,
their guards lowered, lying on their backs,
allowing someone to come close enough to harm them,
all the while keeping a position to protect themselves.
And I don’t know if what my brother said is true,
but I think we as humans have a way of purring too;
And we call it falling in love.

I am an undercurrent, free flowing river, whispering these secrets.

fearful flame
sputtering
in the howling storm
that it made

water trying to flow uphill
can’t
until it turns around

a rolling rock
gathers scratches
but some scratches
are beautiful

breathing
another one
breathing
not stopping
breathing
and loving it

I am Mother Earth
Giver of unconditional love
Receiver of unfathomable destruction