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littlebirdie · 4533 days ago · link · · parent · post: I'm a crummy poet, but I'm writing a poem a day for 2013
(yes, I am rusty. so be it.) poem for January 1 I am always singing
death songs, a bird with down
the texture of sunset. You are the ancient juniper.
I pretend you can hear the rustle
of my wings, but your arms are stiff. I feel the sun's heat on my back,
touch your wrinkled skin. I am always walking
to the grave, as are you.
Time is not interested in us.