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we see you
when you show up,
startling
mistaking you
at first for
part of the tree
silhouette
a temporary visitor
deigning to come in
from the shadows
to remind us we live
so close to royalty
we scramble for cameras,
binoculars, and other people
to share in the
window-staring
only to drag them over
and find in that brief flash of
not-looking
you’re gone
now just a dream symbol
to obsess over
we keep
searching for you
when will we see you again?
