Midori Tonbo

Midori Tonbo

Green dragonfly,

You didn’t decide to end your

Life on the threshold of

My front doorstep, but

That’s where you ended up.

You were flapping through the

Ether when it became abundantly

Clear at 15:21 on a Sunday in August

That your declining muscle mass

And hardening exoskeleton

Were failing you catastrophically.

Squeezing every last Adenosine triphosphate

From your screaming mitochondria

You weaseled one last weak

Landing into my yellow door jamb

And checked out.

- January 2019