Saturday, November 3, 2012

on a wire

they sit so still
those forms above me
sing silent from my soul
piece because I am part of their ability my disadvantage their loss.
we oppose and present so beautifully
these flighted creatures while
I may fly only inside
and it is me who is the caged
and they who are the singers
and I am one with listening and gawking
at their calling and responding
and enraptured
I crane
to see their beautiful forms above me.

birds on a wire.

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