Defying Gravity
Bannack, 11 October 2004
On most mornings sunlight
Splinters ghost town curtains
Like dust dancing in a spotlight
Splaying warmth across bare wood
Sun swells heartwood grain
Dry heat blisters window-well paint
Into primordial cartography giving us
Timely but feckless direction
If days are measured by sleeps
And the seasons measured by moons
How does the armature of existence
Defy gravity?