no day but today

this is the place where we are.
we are here.
grasped in the hand of morning clear
a late heat rising from the crumpled dawn
the shivering earth unsure.
so ask what it all means anyway,
as the bare sun moves above,
what of hunger, addiction, loathing?
these open wounds, that love?
it is mine, this fresh dawn
and the friends that come stepping slow
spreading treasures before them
unlike any i have owned
i don't know what the answers are
yet somehow i know
everyone is everyone,
we are none of us alone.
and in this slow born dawn earth meets sky
gold at their jagged join
and the sun will rise above us all,
our single incredible coin