How much attention do fleas have?
Because I have that.
Smaller than I can put into words
I’d say microscopic but
That might be too big
It started with,
I don’t know what it started with
But it’s shrunk down to this
Have I read a book?
I have not, fleas don't read books
Fleas scroll through Instagram reels
And decide they want to roller skate
Because, look at all these beautiful skaters
Until a surfer rides by, all casual and cool
On the lip of a wave curling perfectly
And the flea suddenly needs a surfboard
And for that matter a wave
Every single summer I am going
To get more done and every single summer
Instead, the flea takes over
And hangs ten.
—Susan Thomsen, draft 2023
The Poetry Friday roundup for September 8th is at Amy Ludwig VanDerwater's blog, The Poem Farm.
Photo by ST. Seagull mural by Javier Eastman, Norwalk, CT.