TRE45ON

Kristin Ryling books.

Black asterisk bobbing
Lazily in the dense heat
Like the "bouncing ball" in a cartoon singalong:
Wasp.
Negligible, like a shooaway fly
But with all the compacted power
Of a fire snake

We have trespassed on your domain
It is no wonder
Our houses receive your minute inspection
It is geometry which joins us
We both love geometry

Thus our fates entwine
Ours in building square
Yours in seeking corners
It is war
Perpetual
If only from our fear
For the truth is,

Like rain flung against pylons,

You don’t even know that we are there