The Climate and the Dreamers
The Climate
changes plastically,
exhaling bodies shadow the atmosphere,
leaving huge tracks in the night & clouds
life's beautiful efforts
(expressing cold & hot environments)
create homes capturing molten desires
as they succumb or strive for change of scene,
mild comforts,
more sensational habits
animals go extinct like ideas & gods,
convection currents snake with power outages,
intensified doldrums,
trapped whales
fraternities of girders rising from water
shelter alongside butterflies
under roofs of hurricanes
calving off, another day
passes into sunset in hand-me-downs
sewn from sunlight's polyesters
breathing & eyesight,
skin tints & textures,
adapt
neutral earthshaking events are fracked
from carbon's endless metamorphosis
the cold lodged in the warm
is the absence of any agreement
freeway traffic races clouds
in marathons of heat-driven luxuries
the jet stream's oscillations sink & rise
as travelers come & go from the origin
tornadoes approach
in the ungrieving agent orange of building booms
years and miles add up like mists of justice
or rain down like raving leaders
contemplation is an eye passing over:
by what or whom
are entropy & chaos still honored?
what creative accident of careful observation
that was mixed with stomates
is caught in a record dew point
or an abandoned ball of gas?
in what void would concepts of Gaia recoup
to become re-inserted
with a living libation?
The Dreamers
in its presence
there were no words
for the ( )-lessness
their ways were reworded in entreaties,
their own names, mark, the signing
non-being, nor transitioning,
nor warrior, nor peacenik
extemporaneous accounts from time's arrow,
helpless fate of will or won't, immaterial
sleeping & waking entwined
at the base of the skull's mountains
holding anecdote & legend, deer
still there, & there like
rights roaming
in a Freudian if not Jungian interpretation
of 'free'
neutrality of the territory in question,
questions of compensation
rhythms of evolution in all the colors of the rainbow
river in the desert, desert in the river,
testimonies of wheat & slavery, & migrations
imprinted like nursery rhymes
in gold dust glittering on corps of multinational profiteers,
crystals of whose dozes
are fulfilled in huge tracks of playthings
a potato, ear of corn,
assimilation
to which fat? how fat?
a 'participation mystique,' a line
crossed, deported
at some point
goodbye,
reservations having to do with being here
a land bridge, of each life
seeing & holding on
where an indisputable character
returns to itself:
new worlds admitted to, & wonders
from where it's been
honeypots matched against
indigenous 'leave us in peace,'
the various plots of it
suns setting in the east
beneath the plateau's sacred dirt
baptized 'inanimate'
touching on native self-determination,
non-waking, non-sleep, a
journey or dance
unconsigned, un-
signed
germination, incubation,
in a place conceived of time
& timeless,
synchronizing it was said
with birth of course
& of course death
then she spoke:
other than that
Time will come around to tell us
of the end of time
which will never end