Scream well

I scream down a well
I can’t see my reflection
I hear dripping cave sounds
——that aren’t there
The wet echoes that slap my face
Help me see myself
Down there in the dark



When I was a bird nest

When I was a bird nest
I never felt alone
When the eggs hatched at last
I was full of flesh and bone
When the fledglings squirmed about
I moved in synchronicity ,as if they were my own
When young ones learned to fly
I felt like a king dethroned
When the winter’s winds shook my tree
I fell down into the snow
When I rotted into the earth
I helped the tree to grow