Shoulder of Home Base

eye drops

drip upward

then down

sounds

of refraction

turn action

just a hair

of a fraction

eyelid gleams

it seems

for now

or for today

at least

and patiently

breeze flirts for

tomorrow

and a sparrow

slides onto

the shoulder

of home base

leaving legacy

of words

that swim

in the deep

of its

rather large

surprising mind

to a world

of records