it just occured.... to him

so

you're

looking

up

into

a clear

blue

sky

the seagull

whiteness

flashes

low

overhead

wings spread

still

hanging

on the molecules

of air

forced

to

lift

a flapping

then

higher...

the ground bound

creatures

chasing

after

in ancient envy

in near reflex...

like the toddler chasing pigeon

as if to say

you can fly

but i can still eat you

when i catch you . .

?