KA Rees #40 - Sanctuary

Sanctuary

I folded the day into a crane,

long neck, thin beak, wings tucked away.

I folded the day into a frog

wet its skin and tapped it on its haunches,

saw it hop into a puddle.

I folded the day into a sleeve

watched it drop like a dollar

to lie on the grass.

I folded the day into a politician’s mouth,

spied him chew on it and swallow

like he was popping a Quick-Eze.

I folded the day into a stray

cat, studied him stretch and yawn, turning

to fall back asleep.

I folded the day into a sunbeam,

dreamed as it gathered dust.