In Berlin Before I Noticed
Because I would as soon
be in Berlin as be here now
don’t talk to me from afar
about wingtip vortices
or the science of your life
that fractures the sky
or that birds fly like that
to reduce the drag force
that each bird compares
to when it flew alone
because so now you know
because so now I know
but how they know
when a storm is coming
has to do with little changes
to the magnetic memory
it shears the speed right back
and informs your plummet
takes your motorized brain
and turns it into stall
one feeling lost wandering
suddenly in a forest of ghosts
lately full of fallen birds
waiting for collection.
© 2012 Rob Schackne
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