the smaller you are
the slower the time
then what must it feel like for snails?

when climbing a leaf
or crossing a street
does your head arrive hours before your tail?

scorching

sweating

scratching

crumbling

how much longer?

will it go?

i love you, but

i want something new

i need you, but

i have other needs, too

is that acorn just for me?
one acorn from the acorn tree
Quercus not Lithocarpus
Fagaceae

i suppose you’d want i plant it
in suitable spot nearby
rather than to eat it
so you can keep an eye

i wouldn’t eat it anyway
they aren’t my cup of tea
though you could use one as a teacup
if you were rather wee

are clouds scared of death
or is rain a relief

can form lead to consciousness
laced with belief

is there meaning from bringing
new life to a leaf

or will they be part
of a memorable grief

does it feel like forever
or terribly brief

gone in a flash
as quick as a thief

you can know when she’s around
but you never bother to check
and prefer to stumble upon her by accident
without the surprise being wrecked

she’s funny and she’s clever,
she a rabbit, she’s a rock
always dark and always sunny
she’s a goddess, she’s a clock

you can never touch her skin
or have her hear your voice
or know what kind of wine she drinks
if she were given the choice

she’s graceful and she’s kind
sometimes rising, sometimes sunk
never petty, never perfect
she’s a beauty, she’s a punk