Impressions of Substance
Leave one environment for another
and so lose the first forever
the trees all scattered to the digital winds
or else their outlines adrift.
They are vanishings
in the predominant flow of phenomenal reality.
I dial the phone to talk to one friend and then I do it again.
I write a long letter
to connect my failing human heart to the heart of some other
and to ruin my hand make the day physical.
Invention and imagination the principles I live by.
The bumper sticker on the car
in front of me indicates
other more elaborate modes of transport are available.
Tells me also the driver has a cat and two dogs.
I remember when this day started.
It was ten thousand years ago and I was a penitent
kneeling before the maw of angry gods.
They said We will obliterate your soul
You will forget who you are
You will start crying when you face Us
Raging and you will never be able to stop.
So I went on a journey. I didn’t take their words seriously.
I thought I knew better about how to conduct my life.
Write all day about the clouds describe the surface
and penetrate the mist
the sky disappearing saturated in dusk.
I start from a blank page near the back of the pad
and work my way forward
a terrible god in my own human lights.