This bird is Trapped in my Camera Frozen in Take-off Forever

the plant
extended itself
just slightly
towards the sun

to motion,

“hey, I
need more.”

maybe we all
have a way
of doing that

whether
cognizant
of our own
movement
or not.


a centipede
flew down from
the wood awning
fearlessly

then skittered
across
floor boards

in pursuit
of destination
building crevice
[pretending
it knew
just
where it 
was going]

maybe
we all
do that
too.

rainy deck time

having been
raised in
a newly
emerging
subdivision

the unfinished
wood of
this deck,

slapped
with fresh
coats of
rain water,

sends me
spiraling
back decades.

sitting
on a
smoker’s deck,

breathing in
no smoke,

the brain
becomes
unaccustomed
to the
absence of
tarred
expectations.

like,
if you
are
out here
breathing in
fresh air,

are you
even
doing it
right?

breaking
norm,
so
untainted.