So many ungrounded ten thousand feet in the air
Corduroy patchwork
Rumbling below the black winged silver white bird
With 100 sets of eyes
Those eyes see sage green autumn alfalfa
Rusty brown stitched
With scriggles of river
Across taupy smooth irregular
Squares
The bigger the white bird grows
The smaller the patches on
The ground become under cumulous
Pillows of white cotton clouds
We divide and fence and divide
Again
What was once undividable,
Shared and whole, intact,
So many ungrounded ten thousand feet in the air
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