unsustainable objection
how do you keep going through uncertainty?
I rise too late for crows — afternoon
reaches through window to the wall
long night of unsustainable objection
email acceptance from an editor
honey for my tea — voodoo or basswood
do I dare to live so easily
cat yaws from loveseat to sunspot
and nobody said pandemic
is this life sustainable? I mask
unseen birds titter along the driveway
what about the pipe-bombs
— were those sustainable?
get a grip manuscripts
dreams trusted to my heavy mind
toss medical texts and old clothes to
bin, to change what I can
and feel less impotent
we need to believe in ourselves
white wolves’ clothing stalk our rotunda
empty in hair but full of teeth
words carefully chosen one kin to the next
and still nobody said pandemic