# Untitled (#NaPoWriMo Day 25)

Gregory B Flynn
Feral Parakeets

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Senses are open
I monitor for pain
But all I find is this giddiness
That confuses — something at the core
A willingness to let things flow, if only for today
Somehow there is both a freedom and a constraint
It’s marvelous, really, to think of what could happen, even if it’s just temporary
One day, flowing to the next

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