1

Water-strider‚ pond skater‚
Jesus bug

skitters across the surface
tension

and

the “least-area surface”
(flat‚ smooth)

has a surface tension
of zero.

      2

This train of thought
is not a train‚

but a tendril‚
                             blind.
It’s a line
of ants
following a scent trail.

Or a string of stragglers
on a death march.

      3

“Go cloud!”
says the stranded

traveler (actress)

with that small fist pump

now used
to indicate
irony’s uselessness.

This poem is part of BR’s special package celebrating National Poetry Month.

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