{PRIMAVERA
I watched wings sprout
This Spring,
My primavera
God, that was
An awful winter!
Cold isolation
And no idea
What to do with it
How to heat
Glacial gaps
Of angry ignorance?
No, I know.
No, I know
I said it
With confidence
Otherwise absent.
Just like those kids
sitting with Mr. Cosby
Saying the darndest things
People laughed
Stock audience
Tracks may have helped
Close the gap:
Stage to kid
Kid said,
“No, I know”
And we all
Laughed through
Glass cages
Formally known
As the Television set.
But duty calls
Service announcements
Or the general rape
Of advertisement
And the black screen
Plays the reflections
Of Yourself
Five milliseconds
Of You.
No, I know
That break is coming
Public service announcing
The deliverance
From Yourself.
But mirrors
Will follow
No, You know
Those people
Firm as glass
Bouncing light
Back onto you
Melting glaciers
Photosynthesis
Growing things
Tendrils
Feeling things
Warmth
No, I know
The first of many
Springs
