I heard a jay squawk
but couldn't find him
an unaided squawk, by
my calculations, can travel only
seventy three loblolly pines before
hitting the dirt with a sonic boom just
powerful enough to blow the pollen from
a bee's thigh
it's at least ninety to the forest's
edge, so there's simply no way
I'm thinking the squawk
lifted by river mist
carried by cloud
fell with the rain
at my feet