Dance of the Big Feet.
There’s a lot
of recent history
waiting
to be read
in the mud flats
of a low,
low tide.
Geese and gulls
and far smaller birdies;
all leave
their prints
for a detective
to decipher.
Who went where?
When?
Why did they turn around?
Where were they going?
It’s a dance
of chaos and delight,
like one of those
old step-by-numbers
ballroom cha-cha charts
gone insane.
Alex Shapiro May 2008
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