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Only Birds Aren't Built To Look Up {Edit}

by David Maurice

I leave out the who,
because of the why

In lieu of the why,
I leave out the sky

So

I look downwards to avoid it,
The knowledge hanging above,
dead-on-vine

I know intimately
the jaunty heels of the lucky,
the craven toes of the weak

I hate it,
the red of settings

And the sky still tells,
tells a story with ochre fingers,
that no-one lives inside another

09/30/2011

Posted on 10/01/2011
Copyright © 2021 David Maurice

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Mo Couts on 10/01/11 at 03:43 AM

The word choice and principle of this just send me...I love everything about it. Nicely done.

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