Death Of The Love Birds

In the morning
a lovebird died in his cage watching me walk down the street.
Have you become darkness?
She Asked
I cannot see myself in the mirror anymore.
I said
We sat quietly,
A cloud exploded in the sky and dropped dead.
We knew.
We knew.
The earth will keep on moving.
The sky will be split open
From its guts rain will fall
And the lovebirds will die.
Until they live again.

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