


Not only was the Oracle exceptionally cryptic this morning, I was uncertain how to punctuate her message.
how is never? how is never
like a star, like a star?
its life is finite
no she said
that cannot be
but who is this voice? but who is this voice
and why? and why
are the words broken?
I wait this one out
as if the night
could bring me
its open secrets

The birdlings are always welcome, day or night.