In Your Eyes
(To Sarah)
Sonorously sight seeing
phooey world’s bestialities
as figures of ashes
commerce day in night out of
birth, rebirth and rebirth.
Consignors of life
in all time trade
of part time stay
swam and swayed in pools
of water and blood
of flesh and dust.
In your eyes
I found realities breathing
heavily suddenly, caught up
Unaware, Unalert, Unexpected.