LAZY FLY

by A.J. Kaufmann

Lazy fly
my ugliest side
nights azure
down in the dumps
steps to nimble bore
up patina trees
fretful in the snow
never feeling this
roughly in the steppes
tides assembled grief
mantles of your psyche
vigils on their ridge
done, forever strange
was her music’s touch
skeleton placentas
rode around the stars
aged lands unending
hope that life proceeds
into territories
vast of answered birds