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Stopped Flight

Today while clearing the gutter in front of our store,
I swept up what had been a total bird
Along with cigarette butts and candy wrappers. 

The bird had battered its mobile definition
Against a still and solid wall of glass,
Seeing it uninterrupted air.

And I, who move through this commercial maze,
Amid these sudden barriers, can pray
To not be smashed by clear appearances.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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