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Mountains

Sometimes
you want the mountains
so badly
you have to throw
your car keys across the room
and cover your face
with both of your hands
for an entire minute
and hope you have the will
to walk over to the mantel 
and look at the photo
of your third-grade son
who would become
as unstable as ash
if you decided
you couldn’t wait
another ten years
before you walked out
on every promise
you ever made—
so you stumble through
another day
that isn’t heaven
but is nowhere close to hell—
and you commit
to another decade,
day by day –
knowing your beloved child will,
by then,
have accumulated
his own set of hearts
to start breaking—
and his own gray mountain
looking glorious
in the dark blue distance.

 

 

 
 

DeMaris
Revised 1-10-17

Photograph, Ansel Adams, the Tetons and Snake River, 1942

What Have We Done

What have we done
but fall into that bright darkness
where everything has edges
so smooth and soft
it seems impossible to feel lost
or wrong or even sorry
for what we found

What have we done
but watch each other fall
into that bright darkness
where everything has edges
so smooth and soft
we silently swell with jealously
unable to rise from the ground

What have we done
but push each other
into that bright darkness
by keeping our smooth soft edges
hidden after we discover
with horror our appetites
have no bounds

 

 

DeMaris Gaunt
5-7-15