In a hundred billion years

All, perhaps, is forgotten

But the eye of the bird

Caught and held you now

As you stood looking

Besos perdidos

Aunque puedo ver mi amor

Ella está muy lejos

En un país lejano no se
Los pájaros vuelan

Pero los besos se pierden

The nervous watchful

Eye of the bird

Scanning for food

For foe--

The bird seeks its own

When you reach out

A hand in solidarity

It flies away

Jet trails

The smoke of where

You have been

Illuminated by the evening sun

Before the smoke

Dissipates among the clouds 

WASP

Not a pretty dear

Its contact toxic

The slightest human response

To its silent touch

A sting

Fashioned by its creator

With blackboards filled with hows

Where is the why of the sun

Or the cloud hanging in mid-afternoon

Or the life that comes and goes

Why is there why--

The birds sing at twilight

When the rooms are empty

A paid friend is

Better than none

Black

White

Gray

They

The binary world's

A sham

Despite the highest wall

The mourning dove

Has one song

That it repeats

To the busy world

Behind the blue sky

A white sky

Always there

Waiting

To cross the Red Sea
You must enter it
Up to your neck