passerine

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i only pray when praying
means rolling down the 
window to let something go free.

i’ve been living 
in a paper cup;

it’s water-logged
it’s disintegrating 
it’s catching in the drain.

your laughter left
through the crack in the door,
or maybe it tumbled 
down the stairs,
it’s all too hard to tell.

i fix my eyes on the 
cardinal in the front yard.

let me go free
i whisper to no one,
to someone,
like placing 
paper to the flame.