Thursday, 7 July 2022

In the moment

 In the moment


Furry mouth

sticky eyes

I hear birds

fly from south

across the skyes

swallow, cuckoo

gulls, sparrow, crow

the exact type of bird

i really dont know

But right now, right here

in my bed, from my window

I hear

I listen

and listen

and I belong

to this micro moment of song




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