to the melody of the desperate mockingbird
the taste of saline sky
tells her that time is shrinking
strong and erratic are the notes
unfurling her fear that she will never find a mate
so she sings stronger
for the snotty nosed stratus
who knows that when clouds cry
the birds will still sing
slow and steady he swims through sky
shedding tears on tongues who will sound his sad song
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