• exactly that

the way your mind doesn't compare

a flock of birds
to confetti in the sky

or the ruby throat
of a hummingbird

to red sequins glimmering
in a spotlight

because the delicate
drops
of the sea

balanced precariously

on the wings of a marbled murrelet
can only be exactly
that.

it’s
the way you see all this life
for what it is meant
to be. 

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by april bencze