Blackbird upon a wire
Staring down into a mirror of the sky (pond)
Movement beneath the ripples
Darting between the long-grass
Peeking up beneath the waters shadows
To You who watches up above
Compare Your posture to one who grieves
One numbed by too much hurt for too long
Eyes that stare and see
See through and not at all
Wandering but not seeking
Knowing there is nothing left to find
You hear the stranger with your face
Scream futily at the clouds
'You did this! You KNEW it would happen!'
Now only silence remains...
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