Inspired by Nikki Giovanni’s Balances 

Balances (I) 

in life

one is always

balancing

between shadows in the night

shade in the day.

why are different names assigned to the same things?

why  should darkness be rearranged?

we dance with the

ideas of this

Moving. Modern. Society and

soon I forget

the taste of your skin.

it takes an hour now

to fold the maps in my mind

enough to think just on the topic

of everything but you.

between envelopes in mail boxes

and your words which dance on the hair behind my ears

why are different names assigned to the same things?

why should darkness be rearranged?

lately I’ve begun to wonder why

we’re moving farther apart

when I’m moving so fast 

we used to equate

miles to fondness

and I’ve begun

(as a reaction to a location)

to balance

the miles that we’ve travelled

to the void

of your presence

 

 

Balances (II)

in life

one is always

balancing

between

paper money and August at dusk

we perform our

cost-benefit analysis

strawberries in the winter and squash

in autumn

we devour our

industrial appetite

our chatty phones and a chat with

the silence of being alone in a snow storm

we thrive off

electronic stimulation

plastic lust and loving the green grass

which pokes through melting snow

we dance with our

addiction on the depleting

and lately I’ve been wondering

if I’m moving too fast

you’ve been saying

time is a valuable resource

but I’m not sure we

have much left

and I’ve begun

to balance

what you consume

with

my earth.