Survival Psychology

By the brick wall & the HVAC unit, one
         cottony puff of dandelion & one head

of yellow. It's winter on the coast, but we're all 
         feeling out of season. After months of grief 

& sickness, isn't it tempting again to read 
        nature for good omens? It's OK we're still

creatures of desire. Each tuft looks attached
        to a parachute, conveying not just dispersal

but escape, though the weedy flower's 
        ringed with leaves like lion's teeth.