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i don't write a whole lot of poetry yet, but i think that being free from musical constraint while writing words could be good for me, so here we go... |
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{thanksgiving bird}this morning has transformed my floor into pink obscuration underneath my grey wing soaring over ohio or michigan today is a short term migration coast line breaks curve of great lake descending into detroit my metal left in long term it's swedish anyway and i've overshot home by the erie's length i'll travel it again in about an hour my wing banks skyward spiraling down sheetmetal feathers flutter my feet, wheels, i think they're down (but they weren't) sun brightening orange through eastward windows replaced by fluorescents pitch and yaw over industry's descent two thirds home, i guess |
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