The Fact That There's A Snake Tunneling Through My Grass Doesn't Make The Parting Of The Blades Any Less Beautiful.
       

Many things are strange.
For example, people yawn
when other people yawn
but usually blush or look away
when other people cry.
All the heavy metal potheads
from high school became bankers
or lawyers or, in some cases,
well-heeled preachers.
Meanwhile, David Lee Roth,
formerly of Van Halen,
could show up at your door
to set up your DISH TV satellite
and you wouldn't even recognize him,
now would you? Or you'd recognize him,
but you'd yawn and he'd yawn
to hide the fact that he's crying inside.
Might as well jump
like a fish that shocks the air
and is shocked by it
before diving home
to its pond stained by sunrise
as sunlight skims the surface.

Me, I've seen barbed wire rusting
in brittle morning light.
I've felt a horse's damp lips
graze my human hand
and heard its snort, like wind flapping a flag.
Honest, I've heard a stadium exhale
as a ball landed in a glove, and I've spent
the car ride home trying to find
a way to describe that sound.
I've heard people laugh
when other people laugh
but it would be a lie to say
I've never heard anyone laugh
as someone else cried. I need you
to know that the sky's
tilting from the heaviness
of all these southbound birds
but will right itself before you
have a chance to fact check me on this.

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