shut in

we watch

starlings

brave needles of rain

to snatch berries

from the wall,

and i say outloud

the swallows are gone.

so i am well

because you are alive

and you are well

because of me.

and that is today

and it can be tomorrow,

but someday

the swallows will be gone

and the gathering starlings

will greedily strip

that old vine

of berries

and only one of us will

know.

 

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