if one can be
once upon a time,
can two be twice?

three is rarely a crowd
when loved is few

four birds call
dissonant in darkness,
deep in woods, cast upon each her own wind

the first before me, 
I stand between wise men,
the Other at my back

each kills a bird 
with one stone

while we are
all for Nought

none is for all

cc: Chagall 2021