After the Confession

Across the country, bridges are falling
Into the water.

The corners of his eyes shimmer with damp skin.
There is one tear trembling on his chin.

She leaves him on the couch and drives to work.
Above her the sky is filled
With pairs of birds, their spread feathers
Grasping the air like fingers.

photograph by flickr user Swami Stream

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