being

.
today I have nothing to do 
but be 

this is the way it is with you: subterfuge
leaves the building, windows wide open
doors ajar breeze
comes through clean as a whistle

from floorboards to lid, wall to wall
no dust on baseboards

here a documentary of our life plays
without script, unfolding as it is,
widespread as prairie/sierra high

fifty miles off, each peak clear,
without mendacious atmosphere—
…… a veritas fest!

…… with you the jangled stuff
that sets the world on edge
has come to rest
.

by Jim Culleny
6/29/13

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