There is a scream

There is a light

There is a shining opal sky

There is a breath

There is a sigh

May, June, July

There is breast milk

Silk nightgown

And cows

Rhyming airplanes

Naming names

There is the wind

There is the beach
Stutterings of speech

There is the sheep

There is the snake

Fishing on the lake

There is the Yes Ma'am

Please forgive me

I'm late

OK, the hard part:

You are an avalanche

Of need and things

Are either in or out of reach

There is the moon

There is the sun
There is the cock

There is the cunt

There is the school

There is the creek

Walking on the leaves

There are the books

There are the grades

Measures and the weights

There are the lips

There is the tongue

Is there grace from above?

Sometimes

There is a time
For setting out

There is the van

There is a road

Another coast

Goodbye Ma!

Goodbye home!

There is the new town

Sundown

Falling leaves

Your window

Looks down on

The street

There is the snow

Radio

Alone at the desk

There is the job

There is the rent

Signing of the checks

When you are unknown

You fear you may

Just disappear

A wayward satellite

Drifting further every night

OK, the hard part:

You need a reason to live

A way of connecting the days–

There is a scream

There is a light

There is a shining opal sky

There is a breath

There is a sigh

May, June, July

There is the wind

There is the beach

Stutterings of speech

There is the sheep

There is the snake

Fishing on the lake...