Butterflies and birds don't
seem to want to flock fluttering
in around me and perch on my
outstretched arms, my waiting
hands. Fingertips baited with
outpouring love, but
I guess they have all of that
they need, right now. That's
okay. I can just stand here
looking like an idiot
for them
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