Our Lifetimes 

 

 

 

sometimes

in moments
of visions

the whole

scene takes
place

act by act

the curtain
of Dawn

is drawn

the day moves
by one square

at a time


like city blocks
knitted by freeway

cables

the organism
of the civilization

that we are

satellite discs
cocked

to the sky

of our wondering
wandering

imaginations

of life and
of death

tonight

this mind
minds

a Pacific

storm arriving
in the last

of winter

of a moment
in all

our lifetimes

 

March

2003