at several hundred feet
the fair-like atmosphere
and lederhosen
the woman next to me
has a rubber-band
stretched around
her head
she's wearing an operating-
room mask
she complains
that the grass
needs mowing
and she points
"See," she says,
"a shame"
so I look
it's too far down
and I see something
like the Royal Gorge
through the space between
the wooden-plank deck
of a suspension
bridge
"Don't worry,"
you say. You
are always
saying that
bird-like, loud.
When I rented
the place, and
called out,
looked up,
waved too
Shoulder-blades
black hair
white,
round head
wing-span
talons
beak__
black
white tail-
feathers
blue sky
wing-span
wooden bench
arms stretched
its length
blue sky
"Don't worry
you can fly."
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