Alive Today? Yes!

Statue staring, cold grey eyes, like the morning above a tree

In the winter, I lie face turned up toward the ether of the sky

The cold and the morning drag on like an old song trapped I…

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I don’t know anything…well, I do, just not anything…I

DON’T KNOW! I don’t know how to make coffee. Could it be

Anything like tea? I don’t know why I get so addicted to

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Crying in dismay at the tree beside me and the grass beneath

Me and the air enveloping me, me, me upon my

Table rests my chest at best lest I’m blind, blind to the thickness

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Of caffeine. Sycophanting wake-up drug. I don’t even know

What I’m thinking about…I haven’t the slightest clue where the

Other eighty percent of matter in the universe is.

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The energy, the thickness of intelligence scribble-

Scrabble S-C-R-A-B-B-L-E- I win! now pull out

The deck and let’s play, play with emotions in a can, play with

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Neutrinos and Higgs Bosons, or Weakly Interacting Massive

Particles. I’m blind to life’s secrets and wonder if it’s

Possible to go faster than the speed of light.

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The blood of words springing from a pen, singing from a pen

Flinging from my mind, above the sky lie my dreams, above my

Dreams lies my mind, where am I? Why is it so cold? Why can’t I

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Be sure if there are more than three dimensions of

Space or it there are parallel universes. Is there

Another me in another world? I don’t know if I can

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Feel? Where is my can of sadness? Velvet linen cotton song

I am made of human clay without a purpose and

Solitary in being am I less of a person? Did

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The Big Bang really happen or did an all powerful being spark

The cosmos? I don’t know the temperature of the

Coffee that I just touched to my lips. I don’t know if people

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Need you? Hate you? Drip drop dandelion dapper dead a tree

With a gold finch leaf waving at my head as it floats away

Mushrooms sprouting from my dead, my soul, my dead, my laughter

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Thinking of why people can be so cruel. I know not why

Time passes so slowly and…street cart rolls by containing the

Only key to survival. Market clucks and chatters

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Taken from a drop of rain, babies and sunshine and daises

Are sublime, life? How could this be?...alive today? Yes! Scary

Scrappy scratchy crappy like continuously self-unwrapping candy

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Elegantly placed upon the fake

Granite table