mountain, you are made

with life in mind in order

to sustain rivers

if you let it thru

a rat fits thru your paper thin heart

and cuts open gray on deeper gray

you left a scarf on the floor

and now it has become a nest

for what’s eating you inside

and that falling apart human

won’t stop his forced entry

and thru the stares you see

evil or is it insanity? you see

and feel his pain his curse

and it beckons you

carbon based

tunnels offer

rhythm in our lost bodies

our headless minds

a view

smoke stacks stick

into our sky obscene

gestures to god