There is a scream   There is a light   There is a shining opal sky   There is a breath   There is a sigh   May, June, July   There is breast milk   Silk nightgown   And cows   Rhyming airplanes   naming names   There is the wind   There is the beach   Stutterings of speech   There is the sheep   There is the snake   Fishing on the lake   There is the Yes Ma'am   Please forgive me   I'm late   OK, the hard part:   You are an avalanche   of need and things   are either in or out of reach.      There is the moon   There is the sun   There is the cock   There is the cunt   There is the school   There is the creek   Walking on the leaves   There are the books   There are the grades   Measures and the weights   There are the lips   There is the tongue   Is there grace from above?   Sometimes      There is a time   For setting out   There is the van   There is a road   Another coast   Goodbye Ma!   Goodbye home!   There is the new town   Sundown   Falling leaves   Your window   Looks down on   The street   There is the snow   Radio   Alone at the desk   There is the job   There is the rent   Signing of the checks   When you are unknown   You fear you may   Just disappear   A wayward satellite   Drifting further every night   OK, the hard part:   You need a reason to live   A way of connecting the days–      There is a scream   There is a light   There is a shining opal sky   There is a breath   There is a sigh   May, June, July   There is the wind   There is the beach   Stutterings of speech   There is the sheep   There is the snake   Fishing on the lake...