Friday, March 14, 2025

Poem, Birds, Let Me Sleep


Tired of Birds

tired of birds
every morning, every morning
we got a rock

threw it at the moon
every morning, every morning
got it back

covered in birds

that’s not what we wanted
every morning, every morning
exhausted and bruised

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