© 2008 Kevin Gillam
in a hurried life
in a hurried life
you might run your tongue along
a picket fence, learn
about splinters, you
might conclude that the Disprin
pill moon is insol-
uble, you might put
your net around one God, then
get stung by the hive.
in a hurried life
you might find instructions for
grieving, you might have
ration books for dreams.
in a hurried life you might
forget to climb through
the man-hole of sky