"You just don’t like Sunflowers"
in way of teasing
To prove me wrong she planted
four. One, wild, grew true.
33 plus years in the making
Con/Jur/d Summer 1987, SUNY Buffalo
Old wooden bus stop, empty.
Long green grass browning.
Sewer rat climbs from rust-grate.
Church bell tolls, hollow.
Con/Jur/d: This happens to you
1 in 20’million, sometimes less
You were conjured out of emptiness.
Without permission or volition, introduced
Seduced, suspended in interdependence
(remember, never forget
the most common test for viability
is a slap, how much crueler can we get?
born into culpability)
Reliant on oxygen, we punish the trees
create a world unfit for bees,
Fuck these taught rhymes
(the habit’s impossible to break
without effort and time)s
See how it goes?
A sunset, it is the first and
The last. You wish to have wings
Get lost, become butterfly
Sitting on the ground.
You wanted to fly,
Revise your list
And let go.
Some business. I wanted to thank everyone who has signed up.
We are at almost 40 members! If you think you know someone who would enjoy these experiments ask them to sign up;-)
‘til next time, see y’all around the harbor. Con/Jur/d