a birdsong

what does it mean
to crawl out,
fully formed? into the
arms of a stranger

A certain longing
A knowing smile
A restless wave

what does it mean to
stand firm? in the precipice



when songbirds whistle outside
your window. You’d never notice
if they didn’t quietly interrupt
your sleep

to be born, fully formed,
is to forgo the birdsong

to promise another world

unable to tell
what one deserves

Published by patrick

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