I watch a couple outside, they howl,
shove, whip up a tornado that
tears them to shreds.
If only and how and why!
Next day, two ducks land in my
garden. They sleep in tandem and work
together chasing off a sneaky stout crow.
Under the sycamore,
they exist in this moment,
only this one.
May 13, 2020
May 13, 2020 at 1:21 PM UTC
I watch a couple outside, they howl,
shove, whip up a tornado that
tears them to shreds.
If only and how and why!
Next day, two ducks land in my
garden. They sleep in tandem and work
together chasing off a sneaky stout crow.
Under the sycamore,
they exist in this moment,
only this one.
