as is

 



as lemons grow like
tiny sun's on  
California  
trees
 
as the broken hearted are
placed in the freezers  
of loss in
hell
 
as the dog chases  
the cat across  
summer  
lawns  
 
as the answer has no  
meaning to the
question
 
as the night stars are
memories of the
dead
 
as supermarkets send
out flyers to the drunk,
the insane, the  
suicidal
 
as victory eludes us
for another  
day
 
as another night of fitful
sleep ends in
terror
 
as today becomes tomorrow  
and tomorrow becomes
yesterday  
 
as the day quits blue
heron shaded
skies
 
as the hours bite us on
the ass like  
an angry
dog
 
as the sad door is  
closed and
locked
 
as the last smoke is
extinguished  
 
as we are rare and precious  
birds looking to fly
without  
wings