Early Morning, Screen Porch
He lights on my car antenna.
There are many in the parking lot
but he chose mine.
He fastens to it, flutters off
on jeweled wings, then
returns again. Maybe
he's checking the airways
for weather alert. The reason:
hurricane season. Maybe
he's looking for a girlfriend
in a hood-top speed-dating
search. Maybe he's just
a dragonfly who likes
a singular perch.
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