On Wires (ghazal)

there are always birds on the telegraph wires
today i saw thirteen on the wires

the number gave me pause for thought
our fortune hangs on silver wires

life seems to come from the choices we make
but we swing like puppets on wires

we call our friends to discuss and debate
endless words are buzzing through wires

to try and untangle the troubles we face
we struggle to loosen the binding wires

you think we’re all alone in this world
but we’re all connected by wires

the birds in the evening fly away
moonlight shines on the wires


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