Today's poem is by L. S. Klatt


The treetop, at 9.86 meters per second squared

Its canopy a blown parachute

& how will the voluptuous receive dead weight?

Like a windshield

Survivors climb out from the branches
blown as glass

Their speech is vacuum & their tympanum

So we take them in & let them commandeer

In & out of our lives they wander
as hornets

& they will not collect themselves

Copyright © 2008 L. S. Klatt All rights reserved
from Colorado Review
Reprinted by Verse Daily® with permission

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