Flanguid

      the state I’m in

flanguid as a June
breezes into April
  flanguid as garbage
  trucks by
flanguid as warms in raining
of cools noontime

a red sparrows the sill

this bumbling bee a yellows 
jacket half shuts shutter dawns

the angle of attacks the sun
rays brick off concrete grins

flanguid as is baby eels in cooled cups water
fingers in dangling
feets in off piers
all-swirling swirling