Poem: This Side of Eden

The sun woke
And the world lied

The sun hid
And the world lied

The sun set
And the world loved the darkness

The two prophets spoke
And the world laughed

The streets were filled
And the bodies lay
for three and a half
days

The celebration continued
And the woman screamed

We try to forget
Somewhere behind the gold rivers
And the truth bleeds
all around us

The looking glass
hides in the dim mirror
And we take another sip

I’ll watch
this side of Eden

I’ll watch
this side of the Promised Land

I’ll watch
and the lies unfold
and the hate breathes
and you are no more
and the paints dried
and the skin peeled
and the left hand watched
as the right hand withered

and

and

I was on my way home from work. Driving down Randolph. A squirrel… a damn squirrel ran in front of me. I thought I missed it. Looking in the rearview mirror, I saw it… there… on the curb. Damn.

Today, it was still there. It was beginning to bloat. I’m sorry.

This side of Eden

This side of the Promised Land