Another Love

Messages of love, no less,
To someone I have not met,

For souls of dead poets
Fill feathers and bellies

Inside swans on rivers far
Below where the living

People go, five thousand
Below, sulphuric, dead,

Like kissing the ringed
Ankles and body of the

Last unwed daughter
Of an avian god.

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