wilderness

the wilderness of
indifference 
an ice pick in my lung
keep outta the sun, boy
when you hunt
someone

i exhale piny rich smoke
onto the intangible
plane of morning light 
eluding the blinds

suddenly then dense
blue marble 
swirls before me
then mottled gray
then a ghost of slow white
as if the globe's motion was
at a sonic frequency 

i saw countless millennia
processed, purified
by distance and
infinity

patience is not the
purview of humanity
for we don't have time
to watch the minerals
do their long form dance

mercy offends mars,
passion and grace
we can only pour out
so long as blood 
will still spill
when our hearts open 
over the desert floor