A collection of birds
Keen on adventure
Imperfect mornings, clouds, considerations
Impossible motes in very real eyes
It’s something magnetic this Sunday
Peacetime artillery would require peace
But there is cake and ice cream this time
The sun’s daily retreat, no less fantastic
Carving patterns and byways and that which will be
Let more air in
Welcome restraint
Admit resting, admit error, admit joy
Skywriting my passwords over the crowded beaches of crowded seaside towns
While we huddle around the last fire on earth and make funny faces
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