A maze
of what
and why
and when
and the string
you follow
to the answer
within
A maze
of what
and why
and when
and the string
you follow
to the answer
within
In all its twistiness a tune
like geese from the sky,
plummeting, twirling
angling herbs into
the remotest sad belly
capsule launched and arrived
now opens to free
the fast little balls
Prayer for a fly