Nineteen

one feather
fluttered, weightless
to the basement of the world

the unnoticed
looked at the non-existent, to-
gether they gathered the fluff
without containers

the bird of heaven
warped in the cold
shrugged and flew on

another down feather
precipitated, carried
by wind and gravity
down, a-down, a-downity-down

to the invisible people
at the basement of the world
wrapping themselves
without containers

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