Whereforto Ye Wanderers

Whereforto Ye Wanderers.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

early morning

listening to the birds,
the chirpchirpchirp
of the sun rise
the rising of spring
in Midwest.
in misery wasteland,
these birds
and their secret language,
their flutter and feather talk,
are the mattering things,
the beauty beings-

and I sometimes wonder
if these boy birds
use pick up lines instead
of serenades
during mating season
because I’d rather
think about the birds
and their mystery speak
than who’s being
buried today
to feed their prey

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