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“Tunnel Vision.” A Poem by Peter Mishler ‹ Literary Hub

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To what wide, deep, clean, carpeted, deforested multiuse conference room would you compare this valley, this vale, this trench, where the vertebrates, world-weary, checking their wearables, dig in their gutters, their spoons in the loam, to carve out their shelters, their compounds, their holes, their affordable housing for loyal staffers, for thought-leaders, lawyers, data-collectors, their property brothers and land developers, maybe a moldable least-loved son, their man-caves for congressmen only aroused when splitting the field mouse in half in their hands, their he-sheds for those of the Living Word, unwillingly vaxxed for travel abroad, who bring licensing contracts where there is cash, if we must for our unreached peoples, yes, Lord, if we must for our unbanked peoples, yes, Lord, for we see you seeing us here in our garrets, deep in our wellnesses, journaling, coloring, juicing, in sound baths and energy consults, vision boarding, recording our children, cryopreserving our furb

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