threshing commences

elegant flair of a flippant wrist

–

flailing upon delicate stalks of fruiting grain

–

beneath the sun is closing

growing dim in the dying days of warmth

drawing shades on another passing moment

greeting the moon

claustrophobic entombment of the granary

–

no malice

in this action

merely nature

–

unencumbered by passion or bias

removed

unattached and clinical in approach