Words find their way to this page
like birds alighting on an overhead wire,
they move to the left, then right, then
switch places as required to find the
place among the others where they
might sing, where they might mean
something to each other, and voice
their concepts, express their ideas
in a manner which makes the flock
alive and something more than the
individual.

Facilitating the return of one
incarcerated without due process 

or was it rather, the words like birds
flying up and re-alighting

Incarcerating the one without
facilitating return of due process.

Words find a way to the page
like birds on a wire, singing
their song for the audience
of the unclever, the audience
of the dual device, law for
some not for others, words
manipulated, concepts
confounded, and the song
distorted… if we disallow
and disavow our very nature
and the meaning of who
we are.