Apr '14
6
The small birds scatter
murmuration shattered
in a cold sky
above the indifferent lake
and I watch them take their songs
and I wish that I belonged
to the air
to the space
to the stars
in another, separate curl
in this world's fabric
so that I could see
what caused these small birds
to scatter so.
murmuration shattered
in a cold sky
above the indifferent lake
and I watch them take their songs
and I wish that I belonged
to the air
to the space
to the stars
in another, separate curl
in this world's fabric
so that I could see
what caused these small birds
to scatter so.
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