Isn’t It Wonderful

This is the Earth.
Sip slowly.
Breathe deeply.
Walk mindfully.

Taste what you’re eating.
Feel the hand in yours,
the rough edges we carry.
This is the Earth.

The leaves turn light into
sweetness, mountains
give veins, oxygen reminds
us, this is the earth.

Some are dying;
some are orgasming.
Some children are learning violin;
others are digging in landfills

for a shred of food or copper.
Drop to your knees.
Touch your cracked head to the sweet grass.
This is the Earth.

Dollhouse Boyfriend
At the End of the Day