i have eight dragonflies
one for each day of the week, and one i set free
i imagined i slipped out of time
observed from the outside of it all
the physics of knowing betrayed me to what i was
caught in the flow of change
dreaming of great things that might come true
in fearful beauty unfolds the future
rhyming if you can catch the notes
that low buzzing sound caught in the periphery
the dragonfly come back home
