Before.

Before

   Deep-set in a brown cusp,
   seeds cringe from the stalk
   and cling to the outstretched flower head
   stashed grudgingly.

   Hardened, massy,
   details seize: a coat sleeve,
   sock cuff, will receive
   these little-if-anythings.

   Starlings shatter upswept
   in another clasp.
   The rustle of growing old,
   before being born.