Tuesday, September 2, 2014

ARGUMENT AGAINST EARBUDS

And to think—
while you were 

out there—
running

this morning—turned inward 
and so 

furious
under the difficult 
green 

canopies of treeleaves—
for something,

from something,
whatever 
it was;

cicadas'—

enduring coming 
and 
going oscillations 

were 
all the while—in alternations
gently

and then 
rather
generously massaging—

whatever sweaty
reasons why
you could have 

possibly offered!

right out of 
thin air—
along with most 

of the humidity.