bird flap in the hip and even morning
Just picked up a
Tin of coffee and some saline solution for my eyes ..
Thinking about
Her hips
&
Dropping off her famous local quiche at a posh, hip
Coffee shop in
The downtown quadrant ..
Shit,
People absolutely go to outward lengths
To either be hip
Or hermits,
I suppose ..
This,
As the simplicity
Grabs me by the hair,
About
My sack and skins ..
I pull to the red light ..
Just an average
Traffic obedience ..
Turn down the music a little,
& watch a bird tousle with a butterfly/moth ..
He can't quite get his beak around
The prize
As I watch
&
Cheer
For
This little fluttering thing
Of morning
&
The
Delicious food
He's fighting for ..
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