Jesse Valentine Portz



01/05/2004

brilliant emerald pali are cut sharp
in outline by the china blue heavens
vignetting darker if one looks away
past earth's gravity pulling pulling escape

Yesterday, lost in afternoon sun ablaze
a tiny pink piglet of plastic lay lost in a 
sea of grey sidewalk, stained, patroled,
by microscopic ants the size of its hoof
whilst teenage lovers glowing
in blush and bronze joked tickled 
mooned cuddled and laughed in the shade.

First sun in days of downpour.