I have seen the sun
many of them

upstream they see
our shadow

and it burns
and dances

wanting to know
between

wanting to be
between

where threads
entanglement

is seasoning
on sunlight

it sizzles
in our eyes

this
meeting that

a calamity
of dissonance

where is the harmony
in a bellyache

hopping away
wrapped in a blue blanket

smiling over its shoulder
at you