When your boot weighs as much as a baby ~
the long tailed tit seems weightless ~
Kissing the sky with its teaser lips ~
to scoop, under a perch with pastry fork feet ~
It adds no weight to the world at all! ~
In fact, somehow, a weight parts ~
Like the sooty fingers that stroked your tooth comb feathers ~
parted slightly at your head.
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