“she”
she arrived
just imagine it as i say
no time to picture away—time—place—perfect.
whereupon she came, i need, i wish, i was given.
fabulous of love’s function
walking the breathing wants to hide
motionless but pronounced movement
for better, no longering worse
she arrived as a lining
silver, gold, black, green, blue the lining showed through
bandaged my wings, eased wounds
colored over scars
her arrival brought certain hope
luck to have her, rise not fall
the month of May opens this cage
with her covering on my wings
i will set free
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