Hudson River March

out of the shadows lunatics
dance madly laughing across the landscape
down the bridge
they run
holding hands
only to jump into cold suicidal waters

hudson river march

screeching tires drown out
the laughter
where did their strength come from?

underneath it all
across the skyway
the firefighter boat arrives
dousing on lookers
with frigid water-they call home

as sirens wail
rescue boats veer off course
the landscape changes

NYC lifts out of the background
rising from the fog
silent majestic oz

distance appearances
mistake ghostly wails
for peace

I stumble off to bed

couched in stagnation         looking out the window across
to a large maple tree     whispering leaves move gently
messages are released by a fluttering leaf

a large solitary beetle whizzes past searching

stuck thru a pane of glass light     green leaves brighten with dramatic changes

another bug dive bombs off a leaf down to the ground out of my line of vision             the birds are gone     we haven’t fed them in weeks     they will survive it is summer     raspberries have ripened

immobilized by indecision     my mind cannot wrap itself around action                     many things will never be done.

blood percolates     nerves attack blood vessels with restless energy                                 motionless at the glass     sun set as orange purple and pink becomes blackness     at night shadowy leaves can barely be seen moving

I stumble off to bed