SUSTAINABLE AGRICULTURE IN THE MIDDLE AGES

like all parachuters
at least the active ones
I fell from the sky

like rain
I had no parachute
and feared

impact when I would become
a wet splotch
seeping into the ground

fifty years ago, when I woke up
they told me I was
wider than I was tall

today when I put on my bowling shoes
you explained it’s because
I’d been on my side