infinitude

Err We Are Aware

we err. We err

                        in open air, dare-

devil as a swallow's

                         swerve. We err

with verve. Our errors serve

                        as bearings

as we flare and dive

                          and flounder. 

We scare away our lovers

                           and declare

a territory where before

                       there wasn't any.

Later we share our feelings.

                          Say we're

sorry. Swear to be

                         more careful.

Oh, we show our showy words

                          like colors

and then, in a flurry of ever

                         rarer, ever

braver aerials, there

                          we are again,

famished birds wheeling

                         over burials. 

Todd Boss