by Gary Hardaway
as evidence of heavenly design.
I will show you
caterpillars eating Ms. Montgomery's
cherished rose bush.
The worlds are full of predators
hungry for the loved flesh.
We have a Heisenbergian reality:
Everything depends upon
the where and when of circumstance,
the cropped point in the spinning
newsreel of your experience.
I'll tell you what you know:
You don't know shit
until you're buried
up to your nose in it.