width of one yawn

Poems are wind
Words on the page make simple
Things fly around and bang together
Sometimes the dead bird ends up
On the shrine of flowers

Feeling blending
Connecting brokers
Peace
The words laugh remembering
Dreaming up logic

And into the recesses
Tie a new line
Setting an old one loose, free.

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