housecat on couch is not
being poached, aphrodisiac-ed
to extinction, is not lapping
last water from last pools,
reflections
dog barking neighborhood is not
targeted, telescoped by helicopter
sights, is not the wolf
of timber circled
by suit-pack lobbies
post-caffeinated man glimpses
endangered species
in the rear view; coasting
through another post-Carboniferous
dawn, the forgotten five-o’clock
shadow conceals all the hours, all
the vacant, reflected stares
