Slick on the Road, Slick in Our Thoughts

Salmagundi Algorithm
Dara Wier
From the website Starting Today: Poems for the First 100 Days

Rain is falling all over us.
Sky-high rain, rain with a purpose.
Our petals are iffy.
Everything's iffy.
Thunder knocks hard on my head. Yours?
I worship a thoughtless weather's insistence.
Slick on the road, slick in our thoughts.
Time splintered, time buffeted.
We have drifted back into our typical orbits.
For a while we were brighter, better, drawn &
Famously happy. We forgot ourselves, surprise
Took us by surprise, we were newly minted, un-smudged,
We were scratchproof, our expiration dates so far in the future
We couldn't see them. We bounded along from hilltop to
River, from satellite to starry nights, you lent me your coat,
You gave me your shoes, you made your bed for me, you threw
Open your windows. There's always been a picture of a man dipping
His hand through the sky's liquid places. He's feeling around for
      escape
Portals. I see there are one or two in your eyes. I will escape through
      your
Eyes. If you'll let me. If you'll leave me.