Flirting with Dragonfly
Heard the news today
and it wasn't good.
Couldn't get the radio switched
off fast enough.
Death tolls continued to ring
in my ear.
Got out for coffee.
Every laptop on most tables,
more details revealed.
One lonely newspaper in the corner,
old news already.
Escaped outside, free of wifi
and those leashed to it.
By myself until a dragonfly delicately landed
on the brim of my cup
and seemed to say, "You're silly."
Dragonfly wings remind me of paper kites
lost to trees.
Things that tear.
But the dragonfly defies that,
hovers around my head
like laughing.
"You're right, I am silly."
Strange that today of all days
is the day I flirt with a dragonfly.
I smile, despite myself.
I smile to spite myself.
