ACCOUNT OF MY DAYS
Sequence: 3
SOMETIME IN THE SEASON
a shower blowing headlines past
randomness takes over anything you feel or say
while you think what is common to all?
having a throat you could say that
the need to eliminate you could ditto
the line of blowing
has its startles and surges
and you are no more still
or less blown
and could you be the possession of all
and understood by all
and if so the result of all this
being swept here and there
is you
maybe the only integrity
of the line we pursue
is its waver
how many times the weather
will not let us be
and when the sun goes down
its hole and clouds come over the sky
out of nowhere progress is being made
like a sudden drop in temperature
that comes with gusts
sweeping up trash and twisting
with them down the street