Cacti, Irises, Skyrockets
blossoms finessed
by hummingbirds.
Ashamed
to
invade
this most ancient
play.
Something eternal
as I finger a
white bone
cleansed by decay.
Lengthening, a
Snake travels among
the dryness.
No gain, no wealth.
An empty
life save for breath
and a chance to feel
a windblown rock
without expectation.
Steve Ilg
Durango
