on a fence post
beneath an electric blue ocean of sky
where mountains and fat landmasses of cloud
do their continental drift thing.
Tiny sets of wings-
blue, yellow, orange
flutter up from the grass.
The wind and the trees are twisting
(like they did last summer
and at least a hundred summers before).
A sparrow is sitting on the driver’s
side mirror of a beat-to-shit pick-up truck
in the middle of a clump
of grass and weeds grown conspicuously tall
on a small square of the property
where all else is kept fairly low
to the ground.
Keys still in the ignition.
Battery still good.
Radio works.
Motherfuckin’ Chuck Berry.
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Jason Ryberg is the author of seven books of poetry. His latest collection of poems is Down, Down and Away (co-authored with Josh Rizer and released by Spartan Press). He lives in Kansas City, Missouri.
