walls dissolve like smoke
a pelican drags its broken wing
hieroglyphs surface in sand
blindly, blankly, she steps into the blue
the husband speaks in tongues
the child closes and opens its azure hand
it is just like walking a plank
the dock is a long grey arm
she is stepping carefully, lifting
each foot, curling her toes in the air
the water is singing
the water is singing
1 comment:
I think I like the genderless pelican and child. this is lovely.
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