Mar 10, 2010 17:41
Breeze
spring comes active
soar breeze through top floor windows
something of a windchamber:
whistles, dust from ago: it smears to elsewhere
birds, you know they chirp again, they chirp songs timeless
wordless (non Phaedrus)
airdriven from tinylungs
that may
someday
be part of yet another breeze
some spring hence
Billy Comparetto
© 2010
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