cave painting 
coursing through your blood
a suicide

albino crocodiles peer back
through the swamp of time 

below a thick canopy
an orchid feeding 
off other plants

a jar of soil saved
from the old country

smashed lenses
a pack of wolves
lead the way

faint flames 
in the eye of a raven 
who snatched the sun

after the meal
the children find god

no way to rinse off
the unwanted touch
of his hand

you put the candle out  

memories fade
in a hall of rock and sand
dusk falls early

Michael O'Brien
Clayton Beach