wren

i’ve got this image in my head

of a little copper bird

with red and orange feathers

little wings to fly afar, 

but the bird stays

copper, shiny.

it stays in my head

this little copper bird

small thing that flutters

fleeting through memories

the little wren of

burnished bronze, beating wings.

this little bird is weighed and weighs

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