1. In profile, Horse shifts his dark windowed eye a little down and to the left to say scratch that pull off that burr or tick and I can’t see what it is, never will know, anyway no chance to pull it off, scratch and after all he’s dead as my vet said zooming in horse heaven his sky legs regained. 2. Zooming with the rabbit, She turns one ear back then her head follows, then there is only her rear and that tell tale tail. 3. I never get Roadrunner on the schedule to zoom. Too fast for me. 4. Zooming with your dogs, they get so close I can read their brains through their noses, all their thoughts breathing out until they speak alternately saying throw the ball or where’s the ball or here’s the ball, then zoom away. 5. My sister writes about watching lizards doing push ups on their fairy tale fingers and if she zooms me they too will have a chance to zoom under a stone. 6.In Time Lapse Zoom, your dahlias bud, open wider, show their throats. In Time Lapse Zoom margigold petals drop and drift like snow. Then snow. 7. I never see it coming, the sadness. Right when I am laughing to think of zooming the horse, the rabbit, the lizard, tulip, dogs-- might as well be fishes below a skin of lake too deep to reach and if I should net one out somehow to stream my fingertip across her silver slick side, and took her home with me she would likely die. So with you in the time of La ‘Rona, friend zooming Safer Far Away, seen not even through a glass but pixelated in some way, not really seen at all. Only imagined.