HUMMINGIRD
What I meant to say was something
like 'necktie to nectar.' A full circle
diatribe as I shout out to the world.
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Hangmen, of course, just call the knot
a necktie, and they are - more or less -
right. Even the shoemaker examines
the soles of the shoes on the man
left dangling in air.
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Now, like most of nothing, there's
a tiny bird spinning wings in that
air. Holding in place. Aloft. Ten tons
of energy, in a quarter-ounce bag.
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