in flight, we appear

in flight, we appear
fairly different from
one another – judging
by the wingspan,
the beat of our
, the pattern
of colors against
the sky. when
falling, however,
we appear
just like the last –
a memory, a shot
in the dark, one long,
colorless flutter


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