Oct 31, 2013

adieu (a preparation)

i pat your feathers, comb them down
hand you a drink and put it away when you've had your fill
i put my wings around yours, tell you to stand up straight
look the sky in the eye and be determined: it'll work this time
and tell you not to miss me (or am i only reminding myself?)
count to three

and watch you fly

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