The Note

He came from a place I’d never heard of
Summoning
Through a window held ajar with string
Bird song
To land on his strong olive hands

He stayed
Offering this
As the truth

He became like us
Wordless
Navigating unlatched carpeted waterfalls
Swimming naked in midnight oceans
Riding no hands in a thunder storm
Sucking on hail

Then One day
He left
Returning locks of hair
No note

The Note

Robert Knapman

Adelaide, Australia

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