Snapshot Sunday Morning

Two women talk
about sustainable climate change
and the like on the radio
and never tell a story
about what it might be like
in that world
with details or facts

The house next door to mine
is tidy and blue with
a chain link fence and signs for
private property and stay off
while the kids play
now and then
briefly
in the clean edged yard

Out in front of my place
there is a pair of huge bushes
with white and lavender flowers
running riot and bees and
a sparrow deep inside
now and then

I sit inside
the house next door
with failing feet and
a fucked up arm and
uncontrollable sorrow

If I had my way
I would tear this building down
with not a solitary nod
to fearful tidiness
or even a concrete story
about holding it close
and warm
till the flowers fell off
and another season came in
again

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
T