earth

coddled by the heat.
thick and humid your embrace.
suffocating me.

the open mouth squawks
but the wings will not give flight.
a vulnerable birth.

the blue moon looks sad.
he is the younger sibling
aborted next month.

on six little legs
you wiggle to a safe zone.
from my parachute.

where are your gentles?
you polyphyletic men.
where none be racists.

green bottle buzzing.
i am not your meaty sack.
shoo fly from my eye.