Written By: George L. Avery
i think i'll go now
to where there's only i
beyond the reach of cell phones
and away from your discerning eye
i'll eat my lunch alone
out by the pasture spring
while the cattle graze around me
and the egrets alight to drink
from the cool, flowing fountain
where the earth has sprang a leak
i'll lay back among the nettles
the nightshade and the larkspur
and in effect
i'll incite the proud dandelion
to rebel against me
a rebellion
that i will thwart with a single breath
and afterwards i'll tremble
in the afterglow of a sneeze
i'll listen to the katydid
tattling from
the willow branch overhead
and the field crickets
chirruping ... chirruping
(even god plays elevator music)
among the tall grass
i'll study the ants, for hours
as i did when a child
fascinated
by their tireless routine
i'll build castles among the clouds
without lifting a hand
and follow the floating ships
behind the eyelids of my eyes
i will reopen
the book i'd laid aside
(to read later)
those many years agone
and soon
i'll forget you exist
i will feel the drumming of my heart
against the workings of mine ear
as the afternoon wanes
a cicada drones
but unheeding ... i
i will read on
you come too