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16 October 2011

up
up
up the stairs
to the single room that rests on the others
like an afterthought of excess building material

back and forth
back and forth
out the window
a flock of pidgeons

wings flashing white and soaring gray
an interweaving ballet melts across the blue
each ugly-city-bird transforming
to glorious-sky-dancer

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