What kinds of tests
keep changing so much,
each time results
require updating?
The egg cakes aren’t
perfect, the sushi master
informs his apprentice-son.
Maybe in 40 more years.
The applicant is told: We
wouldn’t have brought you
this far only to turn
you away at the gates.
Patiently she folds
a thousand squares of paper
into shapes with wings.
This is a way to promise.
In response to Via Negativa: Phoenix.