Skies

– What are you?
— That’s kind of a redundant question.
– Oh boo. You’re going to say a human.
— Hm? Not at all.
– Dragon.
— No.
– Lion?
— Ha. No. You should know what I am.
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— Pelican.
– Oh?
— Think about it. Flies, far-reaching, proud, slow,
– Eats raw fish.
— Exactly. Eats raw fish. With wasabi.
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– It suits you.
— Really?
– Yes.
– That makes it tough.
— What?
– To choose what I am.
— That’s easy.
– Oh?
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– You don’t know!
— I do,
– You’re going to think up something on the spot and it’s going to be really stupid.
— Not at all.
– What am I then?
— Owl.
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– Owl?
— Definitely. I put thought into it.
– Why an owl?
— Flies, at night no less, graceful, silent,
– Turns head upside-down, and eats mice!
— Hahaha, no, well, you do have those looks which are quite owlish.
– Indeed.
— I like owls. They’re beautiful creatures.
– Is that a veiled compliment, boy?
— Veiled? You are a beautiful creature.
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– Thank you.
— You’re very welcome.
– You know this is the most I’ve ever heard you talk in my life.
— That’s because most of the time you aren’t listening.
– Don’t be funny, I’m being serious.
(exhale) — Ah Well,
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— It’s probably because I finally trust you.
– Oh?
— And because I like you.
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– What?
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– What are you smiling at?
— Now that’s a redundant question.