To Fly In Just Your Suit
Humans are flown, or fall;
Humans can’t fly.
We’re down with the gravity-stemmers,
Rare, thick-boned, often basso.
Most animals above the tides are airborne.
Typically tuned keen, they
Throw the ground away with wire feet
And swoop rings round it.
Magpies, listening askance
For their food in and under lawn,
Strut so hair-trigger they almost
Dangle on earth, out of the air.
Nearly anything can make their
Tailcoats break into wings.
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