In the screened porch

In the excruciating heat

When a hummingbird flew

Into the screen

And got his proboscis

Caught

He kept flapping his wings

Struggling

I was just getting up

To do, what?

Help?

Something; 

When he backed out

Freed himself.

I slumped back on my hammock

And closed my eyes

Wondering

If that tiny bird

Noticed my existence. ...