we war with control freaks

here comes hummingbird
brazen about confidence; by
brazen check the bold buzz ideally
to think about what a fine
photograph a hummingbird
would be; only to see this reality
is intending to again
demonstrate just how frosty
it can treat august heat

in the sadistic smash
of another crystal castle
built out of spare cloud parts
necessarily delicate.
The batteries would be dead.
Fear hums an old urgency jingle
to scout the layout for the nearest
nectar station and fold
for now utopian prospects