Transitory

we were an industrious species
our lights strung the planet with hampers and nests

in thin steel pods we filed
across expanses we drained and fertilized

to grow our rows to feed our appetite
for hatch and crosshatch

to speculate the atom
we built an engine blue as fire

it swarmed the seven continents
it oversaw the clouds to the round horizon

its moving finger weighed divided
scripting the news of our dominion

LEE SHARKEY
A Darker, Sweeter String
Off the Grid Press

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