how is it that you fly
in this gravity of darkness?
The bird responded, "Love lifts me."
―Hāfez
No offense
to Hāfez,
but it isn't
down to romance;
it's this abusive way
The Possible
is constantly
confounding
and pushing around
The Actual
that transmutes,
in the dusklight,
the next swarming
of grackles
from rolling
annoyance
to four-
dimensional dance.
