Sparrows~by David Seth Smith

grow
easy in
caution
and
expect
little

then
to your
great shame
become
once again
amazed
by that simple
damned bird
on a branch

day broken
with metronomes
metered slaps
of routine
avoid
the drift
when
simple unmetered
longing
might
better serve

carved artifice
or
words
or
not-words
why distract
why
hammer
those into
every sense
when an
unuttered silence
might
better serve

god will
throw creation
at the wall to
see what
sticks

god forgive
or
forgive god
this is a
tautology

flawed efforts
pour off
the line
failing
unapologetically
only the
byproduct
matters

It falls

lift it
in your hand
keep it safe

©2014 David Seth Smith

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