Updated: May 7, 2019
airplane engine hum drum drowning
out the voices speaking soothing
self-assurance, way up where
apes are not evolved to dwell.
we’re all in this shit together:
this capsule of recycled air and
speeding toward the sea,
we echo past the mountains
to the tallest trees, the unwashed
lands of life-giving rain.
roosevelt was right
to show us sacred places
where time is glacial. why
can I not lie and say that you can be so lucky?