Birds Of A Feather

By and for Bird-People

White Paper

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White paper shape,
folded, wings tucked
into the space between
wings, perfect and neat
like a flower, waiting to
curl open.
White paper boat,
sailing on dark water,
the moon shines on you
lighting you up
as if your light
comes from inside.
White paper bird,
everything reminds me of you,
white paper, the sun,
the sky, water, trees.
Roads going home and
roads coming back.
White paper dream,
when I open this paper
to write, I dream that
black marks on white paper
can write the truth of your body
over the lies of mine.

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