THE DARK

II

Behind the men holding rifles.

Beside the railroad tracks.

Dead buffalo in stacks

The Crow, no better,

drive bison over a cliff.

Where did we land

when we fell

from the grace of God?

Or are we still falling?

III

Did the downfall really begin

as the fruit juice dripped down her chin.

Eternally condemned to the original sin?

Eternally? Really?

No animal is aware of their own nakedness.

So goes the ultimate separation

between us and them

we were left alone

aware of our condition

BUT WHY?

IV

So we may know love

HERE’S THE JOKE

V

In order to know love

we must know hate

so goes the penultimate separation

Everything but everything divides along those lines

everything except one thing.

that one thing became imperceptible

as the pit of the fruit

hit the ground.

Where did we land

when we fell

from the grace of God?

Or are we still falling?