Sunday, September 28, 2008

silent scream

we're going down down down
that cosmic toilet

oh the tunes that are racing
through my pea brain
geesh

i sat at dusk and watched
the hummingbird moth
sip nectar from the petunias
flowing from the baskets

and it reminded me of 9/11
when i went out
and sat on the curb at work
i pondered over
what most mattered
in my life

i have planted tithonia
to feed the migrating monarchs

still i plant
to feed the butterflies and moths
i offer nothing more
i offer nothing less