2.12.15

Some mid-week words for you, apropos of nothing:

2-9-15

Already there are cherry blossoms,

(some thaw!)

and the vapor hangs expectantly

in the valleys.

I imagine you would notice,

as beauty is stronger than fear,

and that you would point it out

to others,

some alive, and some dead.

But you would point

anyway, and blow smoke

rings with the monsters in your pocket.

They are not dead, but smaller,

with wrinkled bodies that bid

us to see the worst of us

in their image.

But that’s too easy.

Instead we will seek ourselves

in the air that hangs above the earth.