earth

watching cary grant.
keeping my eye on history.
the past looking south.

blue moon tastes of cheese
if cheese was dry as old dust.
if cows be jumping.

on gray like today
the sky tumbles from heaven.
god’s beard in my eye.

night will hardly sleep
spending time stalking the day.
fighting against light.

upon the green grass
a big bouncing brown bunny.
feeding on winter.

the curled black tail
a switch for human control.
and abide you must.