Friday, May 14, 2021

pausing for an hour here

 this place 

that stings as three blue jays fly overhead 

each movement swollen with clouds 

rain comes 

later 

after it grows quieter 

stingier 

sharp not sharp 

this place 

am i hollow or have i merely become a cloud 

dense with vapor cooling 

cooling 

are my eyes open or closed against the lack

of sun 

where are the birds now? 

here -- feathers tucked against my breastbone 

holding their quiet breath 

becoming clouds 


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