watching for ice forming
Maybe better not to look at the wings; look out to the clouds alongside
and ridges of Orongorongo bunched like debris swept to the side of a pool.
I consider wind, how it catches and tosses, when to correct and
how much to turn into the flow. A white wing rises in banking
over Khandallah and boxes lined in regular rows in Ngaio.
A cupboard shuts; wheels thud down. Wings wave twice to say yep,
Wellington has us now in a thigh grip of hills.
New anatomical study says the venus mound is home
to four centimetres of erectile tissue. No superficial structure this.