Today Everything is Connected

By a single principle: guilt by association,

For this reason, when it is revealed

That we sometimes have trouble distinguishing

Between the noise and the shape of things,

The hand from the fist, the gestures of love

From the gestures of waiting, it means that

Anyone may be accused at any time.

Simply raise your index finger and point

Across the room and someone will come over

To take your order. Although it is not polite

I am going to accuse the sun of failing to rise

During off-hours. I will accuse those handing out

Lemons and onions of asking for it.

I will even accuse myself of conspiring

To sell sadness as a small, mysterious gift.

The only animal you can trust is the woodpecker

Who points repeatedly to its tree and says

Each time You are here. My love, you are here.