Friday, April 08, 2011


I’ve seen the atomic universe unfold
isotope by isotope, or life by life
halved by the half which lives.

There are variations and enumerations
of what is necessary to sustain life.

Power. It was once the sun, but now,
that sun can kill us with uncontrolled
change. It was once adaptation,

but the very force which drives that
has turned inward and consumes us,
one unwanted variation at a time.

Yesterday, sitting in a King Street cafe,
you spoke about power, the need
to direct our aspirations in a clear,

blue stream. Genesis. And again
we’re in the driver’s seat of change.

The sun has set, night niggardly
stands under a downtown streetlight,
motions to a passing possibility.

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