The hanging man

There is a scream
There is a light
There is a shining opal sky
There is a breath
There is a sigh
May, June, July
There is breast milk
Silk nightgown
And cows
Rhyming airplanes
naming names
There is the wind
There is the beach
Stutterings of speech
There is the sheep
There is the snake
Fishing on the lake
There is the Yes Ma'am
Please forgive me
I'm late
OK, the hard part:
You are an avalanche
of need and things
are either in or out of reach.

There is the moon
There is the sun
There is the cock
There is the cunt
There is the school
There is the creek
Walking on the leaves
There are the books
There are the grades
Measures and the weights
There are the lips
There is the tongue
Is there grace from above?
Sometimes

There is a time
For setting out
There is the van
There is a road
Another coast
Goodbye Ma!
Goodbye home!
There is the new town
Sundown
Falling leaves
Your window
Looks down on
The street
There is the snow
Radio
Alone at the desk
There is the job
There is the rent
Signing of the checks
When you are unknown
You fear you may
Just disappear
A wayward satellite
Drifting further every night
OK, the hard part:
You need a reason to live
A way of connecting the days-

There is a scream
There is a light
There is a shining opal sky
There is a breath
There is a sigh
May, June, July
There is the wind
There is the beach
Stutterings of speech
There is the sheep
There is the snake
Fishing on the lake...