Roommate

Pelicans dive
Like great fighter jets
Pirouetting in the sky
Like a twisting agony
Compels them to dance

Down down
Casting clay ballots
In the great pool below
Deciding our exile from Athens

We are already on the crowded
River Styx that arcs above the earth
In paddle-to-paddle traffic
We nearly crash

Watching albatrossean giants
Pierce the veil
That separates us from
Falling into the sea

We are casting our roommate
Into the belly of a great bird
Yet his exile will not last a decade
But rather only a week