spiraling up a tree,

two squirrels jump into

a mass of mauve leaves,

last night’s rain shaking off

in a shower of droplets


they are free, dull, happy

content to chase one another

unaware that our

burning fate may come

more quickly than we want


but for now I will enjoy

this afternoon, the sun is out

and I am pulling down the universe

into my hands, crafting prisms

and shooting visions

through them