Blink

see the sun absorb
the distances in me

wasps floating on the pool sip
indistinct in wind
little ripples

the beaten trees thrash about
somewhere the air breathes
a sigh of relief

the air is moist
the dust thick absorbs
cakes the sun

the blue seeps from the sky
the wind cries alone

idly I wonder about

blink

jp pestana
7.15.17