May Day

Maia’s month

infuses Indiana’s

corrupt earth with

 

rebirth

rebecoming

nothing

 

bees are blossoming

into museum exhibits

the asphalt

crackles with asthmatic 

treeroots    ants    prismatic

oilspills 

 

birds settle   adapt

claim the cupped palms

of retail e’s and h’s

for cigarette butt nests

fight for mcdonalds offal

and a fresh breeze

 

their chirps sharp

pips     what do they say

to each other these     canaries

prisoned in the mineshaft

of the murkening atmosphere

 

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