Feathers

The feathers are coming off one by one.
My satin pillow crimson feathers are flying off like a molting American Goldfinch.
They are coming back burlier, with a dirtier brown tinge as I am ready to
disappear into the colder nights and
confuse people looking for my signature flame red.
I am true to form though and ready to take flight for another year around the axis.

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