you're stealing time 

                 from Mother Nature

but she just winks

and sends a torrent of 

    wildflowers 

                    bursting across the desert-

    the giant,
 finger long,

    caterpillars 

       are stealing tiny white flowers 

    feasting with their gaping maws

                                     insuring their transformation-

   Who is stealing from Mother Nature?
       the police are searching 

                   for the perpetrators
but they're
cloaked in shiny smiles
and yearly reports
the detectives look in all the wrong places
you aren't guilty
when they put the handcuffs on

                              and your alibi
is a dead llama