My obligation’sto observea chance when it presents& take iton quivery kneeswith oatmeal tonguetake itthough heat rises in my breastagainst the possibility of yesagainst unbridled yes& the heartdesires darknesscontrary to every instanceof who do you think you aretake itgatherthe sustenance of maybebreathe as though nebulizedlike high-altitude airendorphinsdrinkmy noticingthe treetops are so very highas obligations are to skyraggedy breathperhapsyes
#3 of 30 Poems in November to benefit Center for New Americans!