Movement

Movement

That damn butterfly
you know
the one that beats its wings and causes chaos
fractures the air
makes fragile fractals of space and time
kaleidoscope their shapes and lines
rainforest greens make shifting turns
a piece of colour flames and burns
hummingbirds and orchids are smoking palls
heating winds slip into whorls

Working, doing,leaping hoops
climbing poles , looping loops
no time for peace or love or friends
just racing homo sapiens
faster than we think or feel
a vortex made of human zeal
we pour into our busy day
lifes water which then leaks away
it cartesians so boys plugging holes
haven't thumbs to save our souls
it's not lepidoptera after all
making gulf streams
rise and fall