Shhh
It's about shhh and the silence that follows.
relaxing the grip
on what happens next
or the need to see or be seen or change what has been.
Its about sitting, around the table with new friends
where the conversation roars with laughter and then slows around the bend
in the mucoused messiness of sexual abuse and love and loss and penises in a poem,
rolling waves of joy-power generated by merging streams
that slow and settle when the ravine widens,
like steep headwaters of the Colorado
meeting the Kokosing that meanders in meadows West of Kenyon's eden
Like dropping into an innertube, empty in the middle
backside hits the cold water while your arms and legs are pinned helplessly in the air
ass-under-heels all there is to do is hum along to the ever-changing scene,
basking in the ever-changing You-and-Me
Bat shel Oh! [and) Mmm
With some creative spaces between the letters
commas instead of periods -- (thanks Cal)
today we be daughters of Ohhhhh-MG, of wonder and awe,
one-ing (thanks Amy) away blissfully
Mmm, that smells, looks, tastes, sounds, feels whole-ful
not whole-some, but whole full, satisfied
On Shabbat
living as if
the holes are filled,
debts paid,
work done,
adopting home
together
That's peace, a sabbath peace, shabbat shalom