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Are they dampening my friends’ wind chimes’ silly noises or stuck helplessly in their hairs like cats in a monsoon gutter. Are they in the hands of tiny incompetent jugglers hellbent on forging their own useless and beautiful careers. Are …
WM Lewis: II
each day I am bird glad. hassling the sky as it flies straight and believing my enemies colour blind. I am whistling and hooting the air into moulded proper shapes (even now.) one startled day I will inhabit that kind …
