Believe In Meto my friends
A Crystal Bird
no words, no movement
unless you chance upon the sharp edges
and they say the bird is the most social?
my feathers do not ruffle
no sound comes from my beak
-in the law required hours
maybe visit through a closed window
a crack between the curtains
press your ear to the glass
I can sing
can write words clever enough
to steal your breath and make you regret
if you will just believe in me.
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