geometer
some days I’m like that inchworm
reaching
reaching
catching only air
swaying
then doubling over
in a submissive swan dive
forward fold
forehead to knees
palms right back
along those planted feet
I disappear into twig
taking stock of this
bright swirling world
slowly gauging how I measure up
like those geodetic explorers
dragging their chains behind them
trying to find
their place on the sphere
