the internet rumbles
of a downtown menace
as entire cities are slurped up
in an elsewhere storm
and I want nothing
but to smoke cigarettes
into the night
and scribble my lines
down the length of your legs
No longer speaking
Listening with the whole body
And with every drop of blood
Overtaken by silence
But this same silence is become speech
With the speed of darkness.
–Muriel Rukeyser
I compost, uncaptured.
Porous sunshine sulk.
The world keeps wakening
Elsewhere.
And out there
there must be someone
who cares
