when a tree falls

the path detours

hanging by a thread

the spider in my bed 

to the guest room 

 tap dancing

with my shadow

in the footlights

the poet hanging 

ambiance on minutiae 

as the stream flows

 the precarious profligacy of the insensate gene

 very big spider

eating a very big fly

- tomorrow arrives

 a red admiral

flitting at the flies

in the plum tree

 the lad with thin arms

sang about giving it all away

time took it and ran

 the cat 

between my ankles

feeding time

 coruscation 

the reeds conduct

an overture

 morning sunshine 

weighing down the cat’s head

sleepy sleepy

 copulation 

at the event horizon

life vacillates