Electric Ursa - Joan Shelley

Easy Ursa,

don’t stir don’t fright

we are only passing through here

in the waning autumn light

under your stars

your earthless movement

pawing fruitless through barren heavens

Easy, easy

resting with her

moments given unto the ether

Lay down your claim

your labored motion

fall into her

in warm collision

Under your stars

your earthless movement

we are only

feeble humans

on and on

and over and over and over…