Thursday, September 23, 2010

Mockery.

Silver feathers move to each side
In midair

As mockeries
Develop sincerity.

The birds keep flying;
Our jokes--

Even our jokes, hissy
Scar references, and unhumbleable usage,

Redeem us.

How?

No, truly, how?
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