Not
being a priority of Heaven
I flicker when the winds are strong
Or God is distracted. Once or twice
Birds and fieldmice have remade me
With hollow bones and feathers,
Leaving out those parts which require
Elaborate machines to properly install.
I flicker when the winds are strong
Or God is distracted. Once or twice
Birds and fieldmice have remade me
With hollow bones and feathers,
Leaving out those parts which require
Elaborate machines to properly install.
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