THE SNOW EGRET
The snow egret is large
as a mountain in the summer
against the powdery blue sky
just yesterday I said to myself
I wish I was a bird and I could fly
anywhere through the clouds
that mend and mold my future
any day of the month it can turn
fresh and sour and I don't know what to
do with myself because everything seems
and sounds too complex
and complicated
and everything that works
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