so i got all these birds
crows i’m thinking (rooks my dad says)
beady black careless in the dusk
shrieking out their this and that like it’s fact
they’re circling the airspace above my head
looking for a place to roost
they’re nice enough and black
but i am done with story
with birds with me and even with my dad
it’s time to move beyond
splashy in the puddles
kicking up the empty
dazzling: love

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