all aluminum afternoon
the grays blend with gray
contrasting gray
evoking visions of really quite gray
my soul:
a kingfisher in an oil slick
agonizing upward
at least it's not all black and white
half a chuckle then a sigh
fluttersplat in gray mud
once every two weeks
a human bearing soap for my feathers
affords me the chance to say
hey
thanks for all this
