these unnatural things we do

why when we gaze at squirrels
sliding into the bird bath do we
find humor- as if the behavior
was out of context- when we
have become
enslaved by-
commercial seduction:
place clothes on bodies,
apply makeup like warpaint,
and hide behind pixeled texts;
let us for one day wear nothing
at all--let us not insulate each
other from each other any more
this is the time to simply sway,
and wave as a willow- or as
a freely opened door--walk
on all fours, letting our
most vulnerable selves
grow parallel
to the natural
pulse
of mother earth





words/photo~kate lamberg (c) '15