When life happens

When life happens, I see him-
A thin vapor
Steaming out of my finger tips
That reach forward,
That screams
Tearing the haze away.

When life happens, I see him-
Dancing in red lights
That screech like a dull knife on a China plate
Disappearing like that dead skunk under the house.

When life happens, I see him-
Tickling my thigh
Rubbing off green humidity
Mowed to shreds.

When life happens, I see him-
Towering up
Into a chain saw
That chops off an arm
and a branch
And the trunk
And the gnarled roots Pierce
Downward.