The Visible Life

Forget your grand
Cosmic conception.

Heaven is here now
Between us.

We should not want
To be poets.

The strictures of poetry
Do not define the order.

We should only want the visible life.

For we have our own rivers to ribbon,
Our own mountains to uproot,
Our own forests to fire up,
And lakes to dry out.

Cities are subject objects to
Those who call them by the names
Adorned to them.

For those who see the abstract,
Cities are the beautiful midpoint
Between being lost and not getting lost.

I want the visible life.