door

a vigil’s bird sings of elysium on april windows. sculpted into amaranths, at the entrance blossoms fall.

(deeper
than a breath
has ever been

time forgot
itself

drawn against
the parlor wall,
bleeding ether wind.

sky talks to rivers

at 5 a.m.

it’s snowing and quiet here

quiet and snowing
blue angel wings)

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