Papa Says (iii)

Written for dVerse quadrille “zoom”

When that bald blue sky 
gets a comb-over
I ask Papa about
ears and cloud-tuck

Papa says the sky
don’t have ears.

But hear cockies shriek!
See galahs zoom
and dusk unveil pink
like a pigeons wing.

There’s a sky 
with all its senses.

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