How does one watch this world end
You just do
The wind will tell you stories but birds will never lie.
The sky will speak in tomes of lavender and Swahili
tired filled with remorse.
Yesterday, me and the dogs saw angels flying. I swear.
No one I know is sleeping.
The moss in the watershed is curled up and fetal……….. no birds nests
Raven killed their offspring. No one is telling.
