Riding Prey Dec. 5

Blend astride a hummingbird
in the pollen-tindered
 
parade. Shiver (waiting)
on her capable bright wings. Now, unpin
 
the holiday grenade! Flit your place
in the thrumming herd
 
of cloggers, floats, and dripping sleighs.
Of its nectar, drain
 
the colliding night. Harvest
the eyes from thrusting faces.
 
All trims, for flight,
metabolize with her. Search
 
the cold for neighs, unfolding.
First, they scatter, and then -
 
as if by candled scent - unite.
Unite, with their irridescent pawing!