my recurring dream

excerpts from Octavia Butler’s “Parable of the Sower”

photograph by A.B. Godfreed

All that you touch
you Change.

I dreamed a reminder
all a lie
little dependencies
often have things wrong with them
too bad
Mars is a rock
so what is God?
without anyone
scaring them
so much
attention to guns
unarmed people
get killed.

All that you Change
Changes you.

Intelligence is ongoing
or it does nothing
just before dark
I eavesdrop
we’ll have to seed ourselves
further from this
dying place
living world
might be easier
no more or less
we are all Godseed
expensive umbilical
to Earth.