The Math

Coyotes were quavering
And a toy drone was buzzing
At sunset, over the grass.

Welcome to the interface
Of more ancient and recent
Architectures of the past.

Some people were murmuring
Something about God’s country,
Paused on their way down the path.

The coyotes kept yipping
Invisibly, down canyon,
As the drone came buzzing back.

The hikers went on, and talk
Of their God and his country
Went with them. You do the math.