Afterfeathers

NOT even a full feather
but a tiny torn portion

floating

from, I presume, my pillow
I blow at it ― keeping it

aloft

THE delayed response as it
shudders, gaining a little

altitude

as long as divinity
angles up from down below

TELL me true

how is this unlike my own
fleeting flight ― torn ― borne up ― blown

and then gone

finally fallen below
the backlighting of window