I Would See

The fog crawls across the mountain
like an army of white termites
swallowing trees and

I can only see it because I'm
in the air. And if
there was an ant below me
I'd never know it
I'd pass it by unknowingly;
In sleep I pass by whole forests
unconsciously

I am just a particle
asleep in the air

If I were on the ground I'd see the ant
I'd see the air I'd see the trees
but I wouldn't see the fog like an army
instead it would see me like an ant,
and I would become invisible in whiteness
I would be the same, but hidden
and someone in the air would never see me.



written 4.16.09 at Reed College