floats lazily atop a veil
of smoky-grey clouds. Pigeons
sitting on the streetlamps
blend in effortlessly,
shaking another day
of black dust
from their feathers.
They have no desire to fly
in any direction
or converse with a stoic moon.
Natives to the dirty sand,
both have seen the color of death,
both wish they were colorblind.
Sandy Sue Benitez's poetry has been published in over 100 print and online journals. Her poems have recently appeared in Hanging Moss Journal, Poem2Day, and Victorian Violet Press.