Wild Horses

 where did we go so wrong
God is the whole not each one
individually trying to outsmart
 others and the actual situation
 
analytic strategies bite back
nothing wants to be atomized
inoperable in separated parts
requiring to be reassembled
 
that's some of it anyway think
before you identify with one
self eating its way through
others ganging up to fight
 
evil maniacs stimulate the urge
and feast on causing misery
as if life itself weren't hard
without imposing more pain
 
that's no excuse either I
can only blame philosophy
wrong thinking shakes the
reins we the wild horses

Getting On

 if I were myself
who would I be
 
clean white socks
positive outlook
 
after everything
still getting on

Other Animals

 the rat came around the corner
saw me spun and fled its claws
chittering on the walk this is who
has been opening up the eggs
 
something bigger is under the
house viciously screaming in the
night one skunk trapped probable
raccoons probably raising young
 
we are their enemies they will
die and others come right after
to populate the leftover spaces
never intended to be occupied
 
and prey on our animals poach
our produce deny our title to
the land and right to evict or even
kill them for trying to go on

Molten Words

 what what what am I to do
how am I to live these precious years
this precious day fading my body
weakened and failing in parts
cast the moment in molten words
transparent to the universal rays
open like the door to heaven