Proactive Evolution

Proactive Evolution - WHY?

I'd be white weak and blind

The opposite of oxen

Feeling for an exit with

Fingers stiff as branches

Of a tiny bonsai birch

Bark falling off in strips

Leaving nude wood white

So bright in raw scar glow

Like a fresco angel except

Starved and deranged though

And for an exit trying

Through blindness and time

If I wasn't when I am

But I'm on

I'm on fire

And I'm on

Right now

And I'm on

Right now

Proactive evolution

Proactive evolution

I'd be drying up nearly bone

Alone in the lack

Veins slack as empty hose

Hand like a crumpled newborn foal

Stumbling towards a need

Too undefined to feed

The negative of the silhouette

Of a dock crane backlit at sunset

Gasping for exit through unknown air

If I wasn't when I am

But I'm on

I'm on fire

And I'm on

Right now

And I'm on

Right now

Pull back the vines

To reveal a detour sign

Now I'm on

I'm on fire

And I'm on

Right now

And I'm on

Right now

And I'm on

Right now

Proactive evolution

Proactive evolution

Proactive evolution

Proactive evolution