You are distracted
He said
I was looking away
Out the window into the distance:
A beaver lodge
On top of which stood a Canada goose
Below which
Muskrats silent and sleek
Cut across the swamp
Under clouds drifting and dripping
Into shadows that drenched the hills
With cool and sleepy darkness
Even as the morning light,
A six pointed star,
Was rising from the earth,
Climbing the trees and
Running away with the moon
Without a backward glance
Distracted,
He said.
You are distracted. Again.
Perhaps,
I thought--
Or I am attracted to everything. Everything.
How I would love to
Fall backward
Off this stage
Into the hands of an attractive world
Into a love affair
With every
Single
Little
Thing.
I wouldn't look back.
One Single Impression
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