Dove

God, I'm dead.
I was (if you hadn't
noticed)
a silent comma
on the
power line
just
above
your head

September
like a sneeze
I flapped
my wings
for a passing car
you may
have driven
remember?

Oh then I died!
just
dropped
like a
child's rock
........but realize
I plodded on to the end.

A Clock's Hand
.
A Cloud's Feather

A Pause's cause
turned, my God,
into a sidewalk
apostrophe.