Sitting

Sitting was published in San Antonio Review, October 27, 2019.

Onyx morning
sit to breathe
breathe to sit
and watch the

mind frames reel
scenes of rapture
or is it rupture?
sound of Highway One

puss-eyed drones
City-bound
commute, commuted

breath, damn it!
notice stomach
expandlike a balloon
face slack as baboon

the neighbor’s skin head
prickles my Jew skin
a drunk cries into his hands
a coyote on the hill

try counting
in pairs
evil twins
finally, grace

a single breathe
clipses thought, ellipses
telescopes into
inner space

a single
black stone
cupsstar glow

bitch-slap of
money worry
freedom counted in
vacation days

diaphragm snaps
like a rubber band
machine gunheart

shoulders relax
on the exhale
the pause between breath
where infinity lived

but cannot be held

comparisons!
you old monkey mind
where the career?
what the ambition?

the temple bell sounds
(some app, a free download)
eyes open to light changed
objects in the room

plain and clear

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