I admire your trend.
Do you know where I could get one?
Do you want to sell yours?

The positions we use when making love
determine the next day's weather.
Tomorrow it will rain.

The side of your head
where you part your hair
dictates the direction
the trees lean
left or right
in the yard out back.
Don't you care that each time the telephone rings
a green sea turtle dies?
Are you in fear that you have not fulfilled it all by now?

Don't you long some nights
for your complacent scene to be conquered?

It's time you began to dissolve a comfort of your separation -
Now and with grace
Before the hinges shoot loose in distress of the longing hordes,
the homeless, the Pakistanis, the Freemasons in their high-backed chairs.

Have you isolated your rage?
And what route have you designated
to dispose of it?

How often do you - in a day -
fear losing it all?

Don't worry, don't worry, you'll get home.

Just remember to keep the river
on the right.