with this eyt kachol
I ride to hell in a bucket
understanding for the first time
it is not a song of cynicism
but of joyful abandon
at least I’m enjoying the ride
and sending that joy released
to all who need it, to people
suffering right now
a suffering of grief or terror
or anger or powerlessness or
shame, deeper than I can fathom
I send you joyful abandon
to tilt the moon and shift the tides
towards the peace trembling in the leaves
from this wealthy life
of music in nature with friends
from this almost certainly secure life
I dance high and connect
with an accepting crowd, planning
to take ibuprofen before bed
and as I dance and shake my bones
I think of you, there, feeling so
differently and the pain I have caused
and am causing now. The tears I cried
for that woman gonna flood me a big river
I’m gonna sit right here until I die
and literally one day that will be true
and will those lyrics be on my lips
with the Shema?
my life has been full of love
here in District One
but Mars is bright tonight
and I am afraid of the future,
that it may be more violent and more hateful
than even this violent and hateful now