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A Natural State
Out in nature's quite haste
within the wild with only myself
I am made spectre,
I take the moon in hand
and walk with her
with stories of tides
and craters across the sea itself,
We part ways at sunrise
only to arrive upon
water gleaming gems
distracting the lakesmen
slinging nets,
with a glare mismagnefied
high brow intesity
the squinting is made known,
Nobody dons their glasses gold
when light like this
is seen once then forgotten
only to remember again
when the chance at dawn
is renewed by axis,
The air strings itself first
through the trees
and second between my knees
only to fling itself
at waters edge pushing
the dragontails
and nudging bullfrogs to fall off
their slick wet pads from lily,
I find comfort in the green scenery
where I am not only brick and mortar
machine and circuitry,
I am reminded of my natural biology
and of the connection of quantum mechanics
pulling at atoms to become one again
with a world that has been divided,
The entanglment of humans
is hand in hand
with the folley of the forest,
We can share in the glory
or rot in it's ruptured vines,
a choice as hollow as the hole
in a tree of rot,
the buzzing of a bee to pollen
with neonictides is a sleeping giant
somber as night terrors
tugging at my pockets
to go one more time before bed,
One more story before all is quite
and all is dead again to be made new
in a time of choosing where we are not
around to cast ballots
or poll the masses few,
We won't be around to hear the trumpet
or to walk with our lady moon,
we will become this planets blood
to bleed new life
to kill rock and stone with root
fresh leaf and ripe fruit,
we won't be around
not in this fleshy state,
not in an epithelial tissue
or connective, not nerve,
we will fertilize
with our souls not far behind
taking leave to stars
when again comes a time
to listen well
to a beating of life
