Above me and around me,
the nasal grey day drips with wi-fi pollen
aerosols and the skydivers screaming down the sky,
until a hoverfly arrives silently,
and sips from the onion weeds flowering by my feet.
It’s an uncalculating act of nectar
that untangles me from the busy air,
while I watch it.
your 2nd and 3rd last lines have me amazed! Great control of pace and a sonic + visual parallel for untangling
ReplyDeleteOh, thank you so much, Michele! :)
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