Golden crevices on the mountain, no, not the leaves - trapped morning light. And pecan cardamom cacao coffee, and chilled air. And life! This life. Every detail so perfect. 

Who's in control

of your emotions

Oprah? politician du jour

sensationalist journalist

your kids, your story?

Emotions are how

children are born, money

is made, lives & wars form 

Whether +this or -that 

only one thing runs the 

world 

Make woodcuts

of our intimacies

I'll stamp all of the

kitchen with 'em

'cause that's what feeds me 

                    Y

and you're funneled

into that karmic darkness

that's so popular right now 

                 Wotfo

and suddenly you're trendy

in that lonely, crazy way

Kids and sugar coating

I didn't think so

Back to childhood

I go

Finally