A Royal Raven Near Corona
From the halogen lamp
In the community college parking lot
You look down upon me,
Imperious and coldly correct.
I am never your subject,
Despite what you know.
Avian avarice drives you out.
The choker of inorganic consumption
Compels me sideways
Into another cinderblock stalag
nee Norco College.
You live by caprices;
I, by complicated equations.
Yet the sun still glares
For us both…
Maybe a bit less
For me than, I suspect,
I know
For you.
Inlandia: A Literary Journey 