my head
leaned heavy against my hand
held up
watching a feather flutter and float
in the wind
I wondered if the bird missed it
or is it like a lost strand of hair?
it came and went
movements tug o warred between
sudden and subtle
jerking, then graceful
as if suctioned
then gusted away
becoming conscious of my own sound
it was my breath
stress,
a force of nature
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