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you too are
making my day
another
twitter account
(Zeit
Glimmer’s apostrophe at the window)
hello you in my mulberry window
twisting to … is it scratch?
or get the better view?
little swiveller
keep your feathers on (soon needed
…days are shorter)
I’m assuming its conversation
you’ve come for
or antics in lieu thereof
(dance like bees do
to tell the necessary whimsy)
fine dinosaur bones
mind to go with
and flight’s a skip and a jump to you
you catch the light and cast to me
making up a poem
this must be how to leaf through a tree
can you predict my visits?
it’s morning this time, sun so angling…
as foreign in my movements and meaning
as you to…
all the world collected out there
where I am stuck inside
you are the song before the sun
I had thought you were looking in
or saw yourself at least
to preen or compete
now know that none of this entertainment was for
my sake
know now that you are two
and now where the two of you are gone
a sort of joy for all to see
who find it friendship just to be
and vanish and go on
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