Normandie Redux
Black plastic bag
discarded on the bridge
writhes like
an injured animal.
A paragraph of
birds in the blue
of the sky wing by
grammatically correct,
but open ended until
the commander in chief
changes its configuration
with punctuation.
A fleet of wild geese
flying their colors
barge in like
small battleships
in minor invasion.
The equation
some of us make
is: what price
Freedom?
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