� the passing of time will always be
the laughter of the point striking me
����������������after a dangerous winter
when I was so deep in my coffee that I thought
������I'd drown in its molasses depths

it struck me when the maple over the driveway
�������decided to thrust its red spikes
into a sky that had been gray too long

why do I think I need your normalcy
��your emergencies like euphoria
when there is no organized yard
������������when no quiet moon weeps
for you
��������������������or for me or for the gold-molared
pistol-packing guy down the street

even the planets gather in ordinary crowds
�����with or without the swan
or the swan boat�s captain������as loveliness takes place

it takes on different names - outer leopard,
����femininity of the tall, a petal of adolescence

the centuries know the privacy of the female,
���������the birds know the day,
����you and I know the cup is the mouth
�������������������of all things

�as we find our faces, the light wakes us
���� or not � perhaps we wake to light

����������flowers and seed, a quantum
�����������������cell of consciousness



�2005 by PJ Nights