Sunday, August 27, 2017

Hope will Serve

Hope will Serve

A slow start with other intentions,
it’s much like a walk on the banks of the Madison or the Green.
But still, if memory serves, this has been done before
and if rock serves as the best foundation,
then our hope will serve much as silt builds at the lee of the bend, miles away.
this small house rests here, in the desert, with an abundance of soft stone.

At night, the rats in this house shiver
looking to the subfloors for deliverance from the cold surrounding.
Right now, though, this peach dawn turns to pale silver
and tufts of tall grass rise from new snow, brown and frosted.
Tiny eyes roll back, faint, and the long wait begins again
for all in this house resting on cold, dry stone.

It’s said that dry sand is poor mortar for joining rough stone-
but work we will for very little pay in our absentee fathers broken house.Having paid for honey, bleached sugar-Having bought meat, irradiated soy-Having purchased wine, Diet Coke-for now, though, baking sands and sandstone mesas shelter a few bottle flieson far-off, long summer days while our little house falls in.

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