I wrote my pains—the ones I could
give names to—on a piece of paper
& folded them into a plane—of miseries.
I hurled a prayer into heavenly planes.
But how do you spell salt in aqueous fonts?
How do you carry wilting sighs
on the wings of an ellipsis?
Fear is bad weather for a flight!
How can you tell if god is in a bad mood
& would send rain to crash your kite?
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