Tuesday, October 3, 2023



A bird got into the house

Don’t ask me what kind

Call it a wren

It was my fault. 

Left the sliding glass

Door open while the dog pissed

Now it flutters around from

Room to room presumably

Getting hungrier and hungrier 

By the hour 

It’s an omen

Of big change

Either you're falling in love

Or someone is about to die 

I’ve combed the house 

Looking for the starling.

Someone is running

Out of time


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