April 03, 2007

Growing Up

One partís abstract-- listening
to an underground river clearing
its throat in the desert & thinking
about the Yucca tapping their roots

down to those drops-- &
the other partís a scene
from a movie: waking up
to a pale moon in half-

morning light feeling the tip
of a knife at your throat, and
just before hearing him say,
thereís a scorpion on your neck;
Iím going to flick it into

the fire thinking I guess
this is it, heís finally going
to do it.
On one side
of this is hearing the sharp

sizzle of a scorpion
in flames; on the other
is the rest
of your life.

—Rick Benjamin

Posted by dwaber at April 3, 2007 12:13 PM