OUT OF WORK AGAIN
My human resource lady
has the wings of a butterfly.
She chases humming birds
who can’t thrum any hum
over blooming sunflowers.
I follow her across the street
to a networking job fair,
but all I can hear from inside
is a flock of Golden Finches
trilling—whirst, whirst, whirst.
The beauty of their sounds
will help my life expand.