On their belly, raising heads circling in the air, they
Have stored so many threads that it takes a lifetime
To tell them out. They die, wrapped in their own words.
The next life flies out, no difference from any moth.
In a low key, in a slow motion, in a belief of wind.
Admire the winged, often because of a need for admiration.
Amphibians may not mean intelligence. Snakes, legless, are reptiles.
Even Tarzan does not marry a human.
Close cousins to men, you are doomed to be fewer and fewer.
Cousins so distant that there is only
Understandable mock between you and us.