A little music box heart,
soft enough to fit in my palm
and still be too distracted to notice a window coming.
I’d take a rescue like that.
I know a few souls who’d be happy to ship out that way,
now that they’ve closed the stars.
(Inspired by a post over at Zoe’s blog:
because… well… y’know… sparrows)
and thank you Ephemeral Elegies for posting this…