the wild and the walls
bark falls from the maple, twigs and leaves,
casualties of high-speed squirrels running
rings around rings, plotting new bulb raids
when the coast is clear. ever daring,
never daunted, while woodpeckers drill
for snacks, running errands upside-down,
watching the world. hornets in the eaves,
new neighbors nesting. no one caring.
coexisting. we watch from dusty
windows, pollen pooling, so afraid.
all inside out, forgetting our place
is there. tell the spiders no scaring
allowed. if one fervent mouse believes,
how many more will join the crusade?