Auricle

I listen and listen but how do I know Peace Peace in the plural says please or pleads I hear the whole song divide the state as one appeals past the last centuries’ pealing bells wren under eaves ruins another wren’s heaven dying sympathies appear as a pear or peas with her territory her tune I want a nest clinging to the twine Please Please in the plural not a flag a mead hall not a circumstance puts pain’s poor plea deeper in the apparent a stable not a stability where animals dream pressure the daylily plant the possible prayer and dreaming among them I tell the stranger pulling apart the sepal petals by their dusty crease in my mind I can’t I don’t know how to sing