in my notebook

never write on the pages in order
just flip open to any blank space at all
and allow the words to unfold freely
descend again into the lines on the page
giving my pen the run of the place
it's definitely the alpha here
might even write something obscene or vulgar
but wait
even in nature - the wolf kills
and isn't that part of the beauty of it all?
so it's like this-
a troublesome pack of words might slowly and deliberately
stalk and attack like rituals for survival
hunting with precision because there are young ones to feed
ensuring indeed a strong new generation
while the weak slip away in silence
it IS nature i tell you.


Sean C. Bowen
Sean C. Bowen is a poet from Marlboro, New York.