Giving (fall 2006)

So my brother split open, set asunder, with mock expression of wonder so still and frozen on thy face
did you even see the car coming? Did you flee at the sight?
Were you standing or running?Was the snaking path, black top, that set habitat from habitat, the black river a death trap instead of the spring of life, abounding and rife,
with machines likes knives, that cut through you…
did you wonder? Why brother after brother, sister and sister
go away and are missed, are you leaving
us this way, as well?
Does streaming light, at high speeds, at night, really hypnotize you just right? Or do you give effort to protecting by letting, just one slaughter, one martyr, give cause to us all, hoping one day the traffic will sway, decay away, like your body your gift, your warmth and your presence, which returns as the essence is reborn and replenishes, the scavenging forms, of your brethren.


((((((I wrote this in the car mainly, and then again later typed it out... uh i was driving and kept seeing deer all splattered, and wondered why that happens, and wondered if there was something to be learned from it, besides drive slower and be aware))))))))