Bird by Arielle Greenberg

if the little box                                          a low Stone

takes out the shirt of back happiness
the Tree in the tracks (clock) goes on-the-way takes out the shiny bone from the soot

notices the apple fixed above is nothing New

For wax to loan wonder to Throw the lock-

Sacks are discovery Held in the rocks Sewn in the hand

by Arielle Greenberg, first published in The Ampersand