Some collisions bring luck
what you waited for
meetings like hungry beaks
so many blood-lakes
the place for no story

We are those people
the world’s wonders
unlearning to not speak

Birds and fish watch the lights fade
Absence becomes fact
The deer lay down their bones
apology for bad dreams

Howie Good, 2015

Remixed Works:
Index titles of Selected Poems, by Robinson Jeffers
Index titles of To Be of Use, by Marge Piercy