7 billion

by Sara Fitzpatrick Comito

don’t the gold bars go clank! in the saddle

same as the trust on a horse, when it enters water
well, it must know what it’s capable of! or on the

down-cliff, angled more than one is used to, woo-hoo
echo! must know what it’s doing yippie kai oh!

sometimes it’s important to remember
the country was once mapped by people

who most of all didn’t want to die on the way
makes it a miracle anyone’s here at all.

Fish don’t know they’re one out of 30,000
TBD, not eaten by garr or man. Welcome, little one

stay as long as you can.