Friday, June 26, 2009

Rolling Up His Sleeves

He was rolling up his sleeves
While he did this, carefully
He raised his eyes to the sky

He was going in, out of duty
Or out of blindness
Clarity, or ignorance

There was a small cloud
Obscuring part of the moon
A tiny bird across it

Flitting and darting
Chasing anything, something
Through the night sky

He saw the bird
He rolled his sleeves up,
And stepped

Over the threshold.

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