THIS IS A POEM ABOUT BEING SHAT UPON AND MOUNTAINS DISAPPEARING FROM THE EARTH 11.18.17

11.18.17

It was a sideways rain

That pelted us in the face.

Earlier on I’d been pooped on

By a sea bird

And this rain felt similar

How it tapped me into consciousness

Insistent

Begging, almost, that I be present.

We gazed. What else could we do?

A wall of slate clouds disappearing an

Entire mountain, like a magic trick,

Simply making it no longer a part of the earth.

We stared. What else?

Pillars of charcoal mist descending

From the clouds on the horizon

And a patch of sky torn away

Revealing gold

Allowing paradise to shine through

To mock with temptation

Those of us who will never go there

Those of us who get shat on

And pelted in the face

With rain.


written at 9:27 at night, in Hawaii.

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