outside my window is a dragon fly,
but
it was
briefly
a true UFO
of a species genera imagine-
natively named by an
old story teller, a
fellow fallen, once-wing-ed one.
I imagine,
at first motion sensed,
I see a hawks sillohuette, a mile away,
but, no,
motion detector detects motion
incompatible with known
hawkish believable moves,
yet, moves, I saw.
I saw movement, abrupt, sharp, fast
smooth
still
outside my window was a dragon fly,
starring straight at me, saying nothing,
making me think,
For a mortal moment, you saw a true UFO
Jul 11, 2019
Jul 11, 2019 at 10:22 PM UTC
outside my window is a dragon fly,
but
it was
briefly
a true UFO
of a species genera imagine-
natively named by an
old story teller, a
fellow fallen, once-wing-ed one.
I imagine,
at first motion sensed,
I see a hawks sillohuette, a mile away,
but, no,
motion detector detects motion
incompatible with known
hawkish believable moves,
yet, moves, I saw.
I saw movement, abrupt, sharp, fast
smooth
still
outside my window was a dragon fly,
starring straight at me, saying nothing,
making me think,
For a mortal moment, you saw a true UFO
Fishing
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