a murmuration of starlings

we sang harsh songs to each other
made our strange movements in the shrill

at last descending to low complaint
that found no forgiveness

I would have painted grass green for you
my heart forever

now can’t paint sky without cloud
nor put sun there to offer

hard to reconcile as evening gathers in

only a child could do that
as only a child

the sky grows ever crazier
in bewildering

a murmuration of starlings that with darkness

falls away

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