Parking lot arc lamp the separation
of earth from sky
Light smells like what e.e. cummings
called “skinniness”
And as the photographer-moth flies
into a car full of pollen
Wind brings in a hiat of diesel
with the invasive white lily

The gas it takes the mexicans
to mow the grass
who can’t afford to live in Boca
Raton but are maybe
Grateful, because near by, a store front church
is serving junkies
midnight sugar cookies and hot tea.