Green Peas at Stake

Other Tomorrows

I cringe for today
but wish for other tomorrows,
other than what seems to be etched
on the walls and fallen towers;
other than when the moon
shows its dark side,
other than when ancient fish
reek and ripple with naked scent,
other than when each child
joins the circus
to run away from home,
but I am too hapless
to build a moat
of wishes around
anywhere
to ward off the sting
of bloodthirsty things.