I Go Outside
I go outside
looking for those non-words
that speak lizards crisscrossing the dirt
and dogs barking in the distance
and little birds that can’t sit still for a second
flitting about between the trees
that shift positions as
I rock from one foot to the other.
I’m on my way now
I’m distracted, protracted and slightly disgusted,
I’m hunched over on two wheels,
sun lit and full of the fragility ability.
I ride my bicycle over grains of sand, pebbles,
mountains and small creatures I can’t even see.
Microorganisms, amoebas, plants, fish, animals,
even birds flying high across the celestial sky.
All those organisms organizing,
all those atoms and molecules coalescing together,
even humans. (we are so vain)
I’m moving my legs up and down, left and right,
listening to that sound,
that whomp, whomp, whomp rhythm
of everything going round and round and round,
singing and spinning through space.
I’m makin revolutions and revelations,
palpitations, inhalations and exhalations,
spinning my wheels to make my deals
at the tienda of love and infinite abundance.
I’ve come to buy ice and bread,
tortillas and chile sauce,
orange juice, potatoes and candy,
conversation and commiseration
with all those busy people waiting politely in line
in between cooler with beer, coca-cola and cheese.
until it’s my turn to make my purchases.
On the way back there’s a bunch of wild children
runnin’ and smilin’ and wavin, as I pass by
and I wave back and ride all the way back home.
That’s what was happening outside my house,
outside my yard,
outside my mind today,
out there with all that death and destruction,
outrage and corruption, drug violence,
nuclear proliferation and climatic degradation
we hear about every day on the news.
But not today. Not at this eternal moment.
Today Armageddon passed us by.
Today we just had some small awakenings
and a group of little girls smiling and waving
from the sidewalk,
and that made me very happy.
Barra de Navidad