Three black birds
and one white — I lay
exhausted and flattened
on the grass
— three black birds
and one white;
no wing beat;
only for a second —
and I stamped
clumsy rubber meaning,
optimistic mysticism:
three — a trinity, a triad, a triptych;
(what about the white one following,
what could the white one following mean)
I lay exhausted and flattened
on the grass
and read between the lines of birds
and looked for hope
from some Divine Force:
in whom I only didn’t not believe
because I had never heard of.
Three black birds
and one white
gone before I could
twist them mystic.
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