Like us, the world changes
And can never be the same.
And if you could go back, what would it be?
Would you be a kid again? Those teenage
Abandon and discovery?
A sky black as peat, clear water,
Uncounted creatures flying overhead
Or crawling below?
They never really wanted to swallow us.
If they did, would it be so bad?
Volcano, lava, and rock. Spewing out life
like so much
There is no way of gauging
All that has been lost
And what is yet to be gained.
Stop thinking, shut up brain.
If I were animal, I would know what to do.
Almost without thinking.
I think I am more animal than human now.
More vegetable than mineral.
Sometimes I crawl on all fours.
Oh, honey my darling,
What will it be
The chicken or the beef?
The grass is coming in thick now,
Despite the local water regulations.
Everywhere things are moving–
Cars creep on the overpass,
Stoplights, workers, builders,
Honking. Clouds of exhaust,
Debris sloughing through a sluggish ditch.
Billboard words, pictures shift and change.
I know the what but no longer the why.
And the wild man running along the street
Was once like me.
Headed toward some dark salvation.
In another world he
chased away the darkness with a pointed
You stare at the crack between brick
And the brown things poking between
Imagine that it wouldn’t take long
For the wild to take over.
Copyright Abigail Swire 2017.