gived away

trill long sunrise duty pacific
purple finch first from the deep in pine
branch then from the wires first one do then
many do, wake then the crows, in time

breakfast on salty borage leaves felt
and dandelions wit and wont some
white clover sprout from the thin dry mulch
this space so in time is all one done

we, even grass, knew swollen slendered
parting runners for chitin made ants
shine, scouting thighs, so no slow wondered
when ivy enveloped palm, swayed pants

the gived away leaves pile a season
water pooled in a dry leaf finds wasp
finly blows cool air, current turn head
back up and eye lakes look star light shaft