Ocular

 
 
I sit watching  
feathers extend  
in abstract flair
 
making shadows  
on pavements
beneath trees
in full bloom,
 
I consider the  
courageous
fuckery in
all of it
 
to remain  
a shadow  
that keeps
on dancing
 
as a yellow
Goliath belts
down to earth
with magnified
glass in hand.