I am watching a tortoise
lope its way across a golf course
why did the tortoise cross the green?
to get to the other
side of meaning
to accept the absurdity
of desert golf courses
munch happily on Bermuda grass
lay eggs in a sand trap
enjoy a cocktail at the clubhouse
with botoxed bankers
toast the jackrabbit she lapped
in last week’s 10k
watched through binoculars
wandering unbothered
the tortoise does not consent
to metaphor
does not agree to be more
than a tortoise
on a golf course