In a slanting gaze
the sun warm with
embracing fingers
skewed indifferently
across the wet brow
of a traveler, lost in
mind and thought
and direction
His eyes looked up
through cotton trees
filtering the embrace
from above—in this
distraction the lark did
advantage with a sweep-
ing loop, faithless, at the
wanderer’s glance
His eyes then danced in
aim of this flight, erratic
with jovial carelessness,
as it went adjacent the sun.
He resulting-ly shielded
his eyes but never looked away:
in doing so he fell off the face of the earth and splattered
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