feathers ( srehtaef )

a friend from the welkin

the cousin of pens

the death of a pheasant

a gift from a gull

a bit of a robin

the heart of a pillow

a wind from the south

the spit in the mouth

a swallow, a swift

the tail of a quail

is dusting again

a flap in the attic

a hawk from the north

the kingfisher’s clothes

a cockerel, a crow

the dark on the snow

a snark of a lark

& villagers sticking

the truck in themselves

with plucks of a chicken

the pigeon’s a goat

the mallard is sitting

& off is a swan

– over tarred skin

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