THE SEAGULL
You fly past my window at
a lightning speed
Marked only by a shadow.
Whose soul are you?
Where the seas high last night?
What news do you bring?
Sometimes (I'm sure it's you)
Your cry echoes down my
Chimney.
What news do you bring?
Invisible soul stay a little.
Foutoux
draft 6 August 2015
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