these are lost words / late nite
ramblings / a cough from the upstairs bedrooms
children sleep / breathe steam / thick the air
thick with sleep
& today i'm walking / up the hill / snow melts
reveals / muddy dirt / bottle caps / lost mitten
a plastic faded ducky / a cloth bandage / dog shit
& a dead skunk / run over frozen on the side of the road
each time i go by it / more of the pelt is revealed
to day i'm walking / up the hill / i think / the skunk
is coming up soon / & soon i see / a sharp square rock
& i think / god / i hope it's not what i'm thinking
& i get closer to the skunk i can see / partially revealed
still frozen to the side of the road / & i can smell skunk
& i look
white guts spattered / like cottage cheese i think / & i'm
disgusted / grossed out / wonder why a child would do that
some how hoping / a child did that /& not some big person
& death is so weird / & so little respect for these shells we
call our bodies / & even if it was only a skunk / or a cat
or a human / like the pictures i saw on the net
of dead iraqi bodies/ heads / heads with out bodies / & captions
like you have to break a few eggs in order to scramble them
& just where does my fucking spirit go / when i'm finished
here / & to day / i run / i walk to ward sun shine / after
the giant shadow falls from the march mountain / still low
the sun still low in the horizon / /
*cuts out for a kootenay break
direct sun lite / warm / 20 deg c
but in the shadows & shade / air freezes
southern exposure is always best
on the north face / winter lingers / blue dirt
snowbanks / ice / ah cold
i run toward the sun / east / along & down silver king mountain
fall in to step with ribbons of march sun / 4 pm low on the mountain
warm / orange /
it glows
shadows become ridiculously long / far away / my shadow
runs / rather / lops along / high above the highway / on
the opposite embankment / a disintigrating figure /
run run to the sun / i can't for get now / the taste of spring
cuts across my lips / grit of dust rises from the roads / fills
eyes / & nose / catches rays of sun light / look look the sun is
out again / people in shorts / a bounce of gaiety / every one wears
sun glasses / to the uninitiated / one would think it was summer
well / perhaps a bit eerie / with no greenery / stark / idle
now enter the season . of . "waiting for spring" // high on
the mountain / 2 1/2 months until planting / ah where is the greenery
the leaves & the flowers / 3 of the smallest snow drops appear to day
near the house / purple tips push up / bound to become tulips @ some point
the ground st.ill frozen / shovel won't cut down deeper than an inch
don't be fooled / winter is a harsh bitch / she kills almost all / eventually
we spin around to the opposite side of the sun & blamo / presto / we ditched
the bitch / come on sun / tilt on me / tear away this white skin
this season of too long ness / lowt of winter
be gone with you
/ & i'm awakened by bad dreams
a child wandering the house / i wonder dark thoughts flash
through his sleeping brain / hush / time to sleep /
night st.ill smells like winter / not crossed the thresh
hold / spring solstice comes soon / & i think
i remember being on
this side of the sun before
& i wonder if you remember being on this side of the sun with me
some time a go / a walk in the desert / that's when the sun shone
the brightest / oh a hot sun / burn me a soul (or some thing like that)
vague @ best / / /
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