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?