Trickle-down Theory

by Howard A. Landman


Perhaps Earth is the septic tank
of the gods: their joy and pleasure,
having been digested, settles here;
their excrement, our treasure.

How else can we explain the way
most joy is tinged with pain?
Why deadly rays should come with sun,
or storm should come with rain?

Ah, but beloved, when I sit
beside you, soul to soul,
we rip a rent in heaven, and bliss
pours through the gaping hole.

San Jose
September 2, 1998

revised October 7, 1999


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