resistance

lukewarm coffee
lots of roads
birds under stars
dark shapes against a sky

with a pencil and scrap of paper
you record your thoughts
like a grocery list

it's like a spring in my heart
these days
i'm so in love
how do you like that?
sounding like some record
with a needle on a lovesong
it's true
even though it's not a commercial
it's like a spring
and i'm so in love

it's not just love that this
culture kills
but, surely, it is one victim
so love and be warmed in the knowledge
of resistance
so love
and feel the echo in the cedar trees
up and down the cottonwoods along
the drainage ditch
within the sand and gravel
so love and know and unknow

beneath the stars at night
i hear the movement of wings
as birds fly out across the field

B.E. Rasir