January 21, 2016Untitled

Chopsticks in the loose
grasp
of a metal hand
Spongy
stilts
of a robotic penguin
Squint
and it’s the double line dissecting a highway
Until the paint ran out
Hard to believe
anything
as vulnerable
as human flesh
is hurtling through that calm sky
etched with a
particulate footprint:
A lovelier, cloud-soft
map of travel
still
reminiscent of a slug’s slime trail
evaporating in the elements.
from Ekphrastic Challenge