C L _ O U – D
by flight & call of sure omen
slow trudge of hosts clotting a mask.
half moon. crabapple bloom & cupped
hands compete for morning. nothing
completes a creaky bus not stopping.
cricket & quarter note bird & not bird
chorusing the colophon simple due to
escheatment or enchantment or crow
code in nude limbs over a coed treat.
side road trees thinned so swiss-type
flavors flow & follow the ever-berrying
gathered hair. sorrow song. tomorrow
they say all the second act changes to
their mud-flap haiku will make perfect
sense of us: opera hats tipping adieu.