Friday, May 12, 2023

DUBIOUS PASTORAL

Park lawn 
I mistrustfully 
tread upon 

after fevered sheen 
of late-
spring rain—

your greenness 
now reaches 
too far toward 

the corners 
of the conspicuously 
consummate;

my feet find 
your flourishing 
far too flawless, 

far too broad 
to be pretty
or balanced; In fact, 

I wobble, when struck 
by the thought, 
with the doubt 

that such 
lushness 
could exist, since it's 

far too unlimited 
to have ever 
been started.