the smallest body
holds the most
warmth.
lean in.
g-002 / 04:48gather
seven feathers,
one breath.
closeness
is a kind
of light.
we keep
each other.
a wing
against a wing.
don't fly
just yet.
window
one tile
stays awake.
the others
lean in.
lit
a small candle
at the center
of the flock.
someone
must dream
tonight.
the rest of us
borrow it.
warm bird,
warm song.
leaning
the whole field
tilts toward the lit one.
a halo of breath.
w-008we are
not lonely
here.
.
w-010 / sage-pulsethe others
have gone
quiet.
a slow
downbeat
of feathers.
no one
needs anything
right now.
just
the dark
breathing.
first light
the indigo
turns rose
at the edges.
you stayed.
dn-002we kept
the warmth
for you.
the morning
is a small
and forgivable thing.
a sparrow
opens
one eye.
no alarm.
no command.
we just woke.
dn-007together
and quiet.
the day
has not yet
asked.
stay
another minute.
no one
will know
you lingered.
soft hour
an entire flock
refuses
to wake.
good.
dn-013the indigo
holds you
a little longer.