Constructing
the Human
Excitable
atoms, busy bird shapes
in slipper-soft
configurations
whirl above
your head.
Your careful
steps imply a difficulty
balancing the
squawking vapours.
The plumage
trails in a brightness
suggestive of
acacias at the peak.
The first
tick of the universe
untangles
time, a knotted sequence
parting with
the suddenness of strangers.
You move as
you have moved
and are about
to move.
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