the sight of you is updraft
to the ache the night crawler
right below the skin that
somehow all the nests
were emptied yellow chicks
supplanted by the hotness
that brought us wave
upon wave of koels
the north again
potent invader
efficient in managing
resources towards
the big the loud
were we all worn out
by the end
by the time the useless rain
fell down
or did someone gather
up the tiniest of
the leavings to nest
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