October Starlings
Tuxedoed and sequinned
Sixty starlings sing in the driving rain
Facing where the sun should be
Each pinnacles atop a leaf-bare branch
Black popsicles upon October's tree
Leaf confetti blowing to the ground
As they loudly choir their symphony
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