Half moon ensconced in the atmosphere in this shattered one instant of breathing.
Bygone now are the contrails that earlier this morning
latticed the azure horizon. I lament how few birds we have here
and a new bird drops onto the back patio—about the size
of a sparrow—a dark bird with white tailfeathers,
harbinger of my surprise
hypothetical golf ball
whereafter the CAT scan sees no trace of the tumescent rutabaga in my head,
the reason why my old neighbor and love
of my life gardened on her hands and knees in a football helmet,
miniature moons arcing above the green.
Cameron Morse lives with his wife Lili and son Theodore in Blue Springs, Missouri. His first collection, Fall Risk, won Glass Lyre Press’s 2018 Best Book Award. His latest is Terminal Destination (Spartan Press, 2019).