
Typewriter Series #2986 by
Tyler Knott Gregson
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A boy of the birds,
was I,
palm open with seed
and hope,
tenderness that called
them in.
Never fit, when fitting
began, floated like bubble
unpoppable and light,
bounced where others burst,
showed you yourself
if you got close enough,
distorted but
beautiful.
Boy of the birds,
I was,
eyes to the dance
of murmuration
on spring sky,
the quiet patience
that told me
they’d always come back
home.
-Tyler Knott Gregson-
Published on May 30, 2020 20:41