Looking For Something
The awkward pelican dives
from so far up there
from somewhere
close to the moon
wings spread
straight down
with purpose
determination
and such blazing speed
like a comet falls into the sea
watching him
(I am)
with childlike wonder and awe
(I am)
afraid his little neck will break
at the moment of actual impact
For such an aching hunger
dive, he must
he is not brave
his life simply depends on it
Rising back up from the sea
he longs to feel
just a little something
in his throat
that will justify
risking everything for
one more time
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