INSIDE OUT

do you remember a moment
when you stood
at the edge of some highway
with an eagle
pounding inside your chest
wanting to shield
your eyes from the glare
but smiled instead

then life
had a full-on belly laugh
and stepped in
I can almost taste it again
sense a point of departure
somewhere inside this text
this grand narrative
of disinformation
still

there are fragilities
across the shoulder
and in the sway of hips
subversions in a cardigan
retrieved from mothballs

but this unmistakable feeling
like the shadow of a bird
holds some hint of truth
that behind the shadow
there is the meat and gristle
of wings beating a path

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