Alone on the mountain tonight.
The pale, bare trees. Bobcats, coyotes, & wolves rotate. Aspen leaves like coins in the flood. Acorns.
The bearded bandit boils water in stolen pot. Thinks: Charlize-Theron-in-a-black-mu-mu.
Thinks: Johannson. Johannesburg. Jolie.
And . . . Barack-Obama-is-not-Dick-Cheney's-eighth-cousin.
And . . . Bettie-Page's-religion-is-not-your-business.
And . . . all-people-are-good, etc.
. . . including, Mahmoud, Coulter.
(Chorus:)
"Well met, well met," says he.
"'Tis all for the love of Thee."
God. Guru. Ghost.
Alone on Mountain, tonight.
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