I was ornithologically
yours
before I knew it
small manufactured bone
from the body’s revolutions
whirred
with unresolved feelings
I said nothing
and still I was in
the wrong place
time
for ghostly couples
in flight
believing life
was never like that
We climbed
back into ourselves
adjusted
our breathing
effacement
with too many surfaces
abandoned
our feathery bodies
where they fell
widening
my dress filled with birds
I disappeared
you understood
turbulence at home
unprotected
a branch dreaming of leaves
under a sky
that won’t be the same
again