a plant grows,
but an animal ages—
why a tree is
cut down, but a person
gets slaughtered.
because we can open
perhaps I’ll push
why a tree is
cut down, but a person
gets slaughtered.
O, to be that
capably uncertain
capably uncertain
instead of rehearsing
our choirs
of expectation.
We think we can
control the weather
because we can open
or shut
the window.
We think only
what’s broken
needs to be tended—
needs to be tended—
only what’s finished
can be loved.
We think:
once I'm done holding
this situation together,
this situation together,
perhaps I’ll push
the sun down again,
pull some stunning
flowers open,
and then, just for kicks,
go close my fist
around some running water.
