I say everything twice,
do everything twice. I repeat
everything: every mistake
and every betrayal, always twice: TEST!
TEST! I am a double-voiced song bird
with a human face
and it's hard to see I'm an odd bird at all,
when I sit in the fern tree
and double-clink, double-
click and creak
and grind with my beak. I am
a travel company luring
you South, as if happiness
really is buried below the equator
but don't be deceived! I can't
be trusted, or if I can then
only twice. there's no helping
you, not even once.
I'm a little two-legged teapot
wearing my father's
black cassock, his white collar
and I carry with me
my mother's girlhood dreams.
when I leave you, it'salways twice:
once in the South, but just as a test
and once STOP! in the Northwest.
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