i'm thinking maybe rain
drop/drop and taking
every broad & narrow waist
and/or cinch/pinch its way
from the tip of the beginning
of its too full swell
top/to/bottom fall. this:
cowbirds are born
to fell their foster sisters
(any gender, truth of it) and settles
on his bonnet or he's not
able to make enough wind
to pick/up and get going
over the ocean and so it's only
what the poet said
after all: the air you breathe was once
water
in
clouds
over
Africa
and i'm saying they are, drops/
hollow eyes
reflecting the way
a petrified branch
has been polished/glossed
thumb-dug (can't)
rubbed (can)
cloth crumb dumb
the way the shut up
mute
are dumb
or something other:
the buck on the run who can jump
and summon the hedges the
p a n o r a m i c s
to curl end2end and then
zoetrope
their own
way, going/ while/ staying
put,
the page her anima
-tion
mainly merry-----go-----rounding
through light through all it has ever caught
one drop
and one and one
and one
un til
it
falls
and is the hart,
in flight,
of the
story
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