Red Dove

songwriter your soft guitar
strums music in my mind your mother
cares for horses your father screams
glory be into microphone a devil

we sing dove redfeathered
circling failing past the wall
your rose note treble clef strings

along song in a quiet bar
we listen to a diorama
of the modern age earthquake
keeps us apart this rocky

word birdy bones
I have a bad skeleton
bite into my heart
to break my teeth

(originally published in BlazeVOX Journal, Spring 2023)

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