Egret on a Guardrail
Beak up, doll yellow inverted snowboard, sharpened at the end like a pencil,
Or your sharpest sword; piercing gaze, laser bird eyeballs
Black and again sharp, obsidian arrow head, tiny suture needle.
Observing cattle, black, brown slowly muddy walls
Of rough animals, shaggy winter coats munch plod along the hill.
Poised, ready, lift to float soar over four highway lanes
70 miles per hour, slick with gray dirty rain wash.
Cars pouring into morning, we scream aim
Our boxes and bodies, steel, fiberglass, swash-
Buckling catapult torpedo bones and brain.
Bird white, a white not made by men.
Quiet watching, watching for what
I cannot know, I’ll see, seek you again
On the guardrail, in dreams, egret.
Beak up, doll yellow inverted snowboard, sharpened at the end like a pencil,
Or your sharpest sword; piercing gaze, laser bird eyeballs
Black and again sharp, obsidian arrow head, tiny suture needle.
Observing cattle, black, brown slowly muddy walls
Of rough animals, shaggy winter coats munch plod along the hill.
Poised, ready, lift to float soar over four highway lanes
70 miles per hour, slick with gray dirty rain wash.
Cars pouring into morning, we scream aim
Our boxes and bodies, steel, fiberglass, swash-
Buckling catapult torpedo bones and brain.
Bird white, a white not made by men.
Quiet watching, watching for what
I cannot know, I’ll see, seek you again
On the guardrail, in dreams, egret.
