The mountains flow and tempormentalate –
sun and snow alternating infinitely
indiscriminately – for nothing is less racist
than nature – or time – or jazz – rugged
mountaintops more camouflaged than U.S.
(Uncle Sam’s Boys) – with shadows
so darker so deeper so deadlier –
it makes me wonder
if nature has a conscious
and a subconscious.
Yes our
Mother Earth –
for if she was
our Father –
we would notice only
jagged cliffs – burned forests – cold
water – unconquered nights –
undomesticable –
certain death.