I have behaved hideously. Callous and thoughtless and hello, what? An asshole. I'm so sorry.

...


This is how you sing warble peck caw this is how you

wake to find me your voice your spine against my

spine that travels a V in the southern sky this is how

you sing this is how you drop the berry into my mouth

this is what you promise this is what you carry and I

could no more hold you than I could hold the sea

when it enters my back door I could no more contain

you than I could contain the sudden dazzling lilt.

-- Rebecca Loudon
from Idiot Savant Caught by Surprise in a Lonely Time