Tidings
positivity in voice,
mannerism, mollycoddling
may bring tidings
up from down-in-the-mouth
to a weak grin
if that doesn’t work
perhaps, a little gin,
olive plops,
fizz fizz,
a little sun, a little breeze
wings flapping…
just
omitting, oblivious,
staring straight ahead
tethered
to fair-weathered feathers,
free-and-queasiness of tears
9/29/2021
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