OUTLASTING MOTHS
7/26/2010
We Do What Is Expected
The child was taken care of,
dinner made. Why does the
snowman in the yard
stand so still? The dead
won't cry at midnight
even if they could.
That one single bird, so
feathered, so wild sings
to absent ears because
it must
.
It must.
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