Owl Ponderous

Owl, Ponderous

i long for you,
having never loved the sky,
leveled always so
firmly, your ground stood.

you never needed me;
i am but a pattern of lights,
distracting, at most,
when there, i danced —
was i mere flicker in
the corner of your eye?

but i fell in that deep blackness,
your eyes like endless space,
and i drown in you, i cannot fly, i was
waiting on you to save me.

i cannot trust myself with
not breaking,
i cannot trust myself with
anything,
i cannot trust myself
at all.

but love, like falling,
is the easiest thing,
and who wouldn’t love you, owl,
with all your splendor, in your
perch that witnessed
the births of stars?

— A. P.

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