the birdhouse

WRENS trilling the mother in horror
ideals of peace.

sparrow?
suggested the birdhouse
the tiny hole
the birdhouse
that spring
my defeat began killing my every hour
and orphaned thirteen days

fly bluebird
the adopted children

sparrows spring torment
feed the sparrows wanting
guarding the end, victors
from our decided release

spar-blue
the sparrow flew


New waves, Albatross
sail wandering shearwaters
whose dominoes surf guard loneliness
breeding primacy
here, sooty wanderers

Time
rhythm
the most direct route, Peter


the heaving sky rising off swooping alba-


Breakfast
sex.
breeding.

The dance like this may meet
her mate’s limited romance
alive

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