birdsong

I am a poet! I am. I am. I am a poet, I reaffirmed, ashamed.

The birds are all streaked with Windex and blood

I no longer like their pretty song.

They either went too far or went too wrong

I don’t like that pretty song.

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Author: Sudden Denouement

A Literary Collective

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