Collapsing

Collapsing in a sea of grass
I lie beneath the braying sun
Which crushes me with brutal cheer
Until the grass & I are one.

Collapsing in a world of dew
I sit & watch the stars go by.
I would have climbed the highest tree
If just to hold the spinning sky.

Collapsing on a piece of toast
I spread myself, but much too thin
And fail to flavor any meal
The passersby are taking in.