Just found this poem that I wrote a couple of years ago. It makes sense in my head, but…. it might not make sense to anyone else. Anyway. Thought I would post it here just to see!

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if i fail to mention the feathers
i’ve faith you’ll forgive the fault of
frequency and offer a forgiving smile.
please. don’t look at the goat.

i’ve faith you’ll forgive the fault of
fairly futile flights of fancy.
please. don’t look at the goat.
its form’s so flimsy in this light.

fairly futile flights of fancy
foster feather fuck-ups when
its form’s so flimsy in this light,
and the fatal flaw is framed by favors.

foster feather fuck-ups when
your fashionable figure flies,
and the fatal flaw is framed by favors,
but in a way that flatters.

i’ve faith you’ll forgive the fault of
all my feather fuck-ups.
please. don’t look at the goat.
you’ve always been a faithful friend.

- W