To get to the other side

i slowed, puzzled to see blossoms
carried by the wind
drizzling down to the tarmac,
this mirage of spring
was, in fact – feathers,
pigeons littered the scene
and i thought:
if i had the whole sky


you wouldn’t find me here.

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