Fingers finesse the horseshoe,
……………flicking the zeroed ego
………………………………………A dove without its wings
……………zigzags across the distance
between a strikeout artist
……and the tools of ignorance
……………Like consciousness—its seams—
……..the stitches catch a breath
and swerve beyond the heavy
…………………………….hitter’s reach, the thunderous grasp,
……………..the caged and critical eyes
……..tied up by fluttering art
………………………………………………………….as wild bizarrerie,
………….imperfect, even if caught.