Are you set for a landing
or a crash? A bird
never knows,
flying in defiance
of the laws
of aerodynamics.
Lava, lavender,
lapwing.
A temporal trinity
imparting life,
liberty, the pursuit of
unity.
Are you a seagull
seeking shelter, a vulture
circling doom, or a dove
bearing a reed
that announces
the end
of the deluge?
