That hour-glass-backed,

orchard-legged,

heavy-headed will,

paper-folded,

wedge-contorted,

savage—dense to kill—

pulls back on backward-moving,

arching

high legs still,

lowered through a deep, knees-reaching,

feathered down

green will,

antenna-honest,

thread-descending,

carpeted as if with skill,

a focus-changing,

sober-reaching,

tracing, killing will.

From Eve