Polar Bear
Count yourself lucky when stars decorate dusk Count yourself bodily when minds fail to waver Count your steps Count your coffees Count the clicking on and off of light switches The lightness of worlds without numbers The sacks of meat without memory Or the feet of memory without action, Numerous Pulled amongst us quivering Rocking to stand after rocking to sleep Himself and nothing Himself and the catacomb Himself and bravery Bravery failed in finding an audience Amplified, there is a sound to one hand clapping Should they never bother to listen Capture the echoes for private ovation Designed to dazzle only A diamond rendition of solitude Dogs know it well Language calls it instinct Trees call it howling Grass call it itching They call it discomfort He stands amongst us quivering Rocking to move untimely reminders Bodies, bread to calcify Fastened to reefs of vacant expressions Every crustacean avoiding the notion Perhaps the sea is warming It is only his nakedness that betrays him first Pulled beside him quivering Rocking to stand after rocking to sleep Ancient verses whispering renascence Filtered through an underworld goading Try harder Move faster They call it discomfort He calls it silent majority
