– a little wax from
melted candle
– a gentle press
– feather on frame
we near completion.
at the edge, we pray for guidance
and hope the artifice holds.
will a playful stroke’s friction
plunge us unstuck
to the heart of de profundis (that madness)?
– or will the moon’s cold heat
send us
fevered
flitting to our doom?
we birds are singers
awaiting lyric sharpness
– pinioned to our shafts.
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