looking wiser
than his master
his long beard and hair
the new highway
has brought us closer
yet i miss the distance
that once divided us
the fresh eyes they preserved for us
our ancestors
found god
in every hole they dug
and every nook and corner
the gods that they place all over
wayward genes
pressuring me
up
snow
on the trail
wind
midnight
the teenage boy's eyes
twinkle like stars
working
with passion
love trapped trapez dancers