In what brings us near (Darling, let your grass grow)

The private ethos in the communication of dogs and birds
where all the birds are God and all the sounds of traffic are sin
all laughter that bleeds out into the street is observed like a holiday
like an oceanfront on an obscuration fishing board diving into porangi stunts

Here we are singers that tie down roofs of sheds for hurricane season,
have 30 year old trucks we bought for $9 dollars that only needed a t-shirted
taken out of the air manifold, like the diet of a tall stranger, coming to rest,
we have given over our curtains for God’s grey belt, and certified our temples
by breaking the bank of its servants, stealing from it worshipers, just as God said

It doesn’t matter what denomination, or what faith, they will all take you to the bank,
in a car made of the latest Apple gun metal skin where sharks go to dissolve their waiting toes
like marigold crescent archways that do not fuss and do not disturb the status quo
because architecture cannot speak and we are taught to honor and preserve it,
instead, give over to nature, let the grass grow for the ants and bees and butterflies
and have bread in the morning and evening rustic clothes on a Saturday afternoon

When you have time to care about your organized faith, then you have time to invest
in natural recourse, like an awaiting mother another day in this time upon this journey
not waiting for a cosmic event to bring you near to the place of becoming, but just starting,
and learning to rest within a self-care unit-ocracy and is not an -ocracy or a -eology or throwaway
because that is what organized religion sees humans as, throwaways, pocketbooks, from birth
to burial, and to the end of their flesh building grand finale where no one has remorse,
what an event to give your money to, what an event to help aspire towards, or build towards,
instead of a grassy home for the potential of a lived future and in honor of those first few steps
of existence, in harmony with the bluegreen ashes of sullen washways that brought us near