snow
an arm of tree shadow dangle
bird peck through seed of skin
bent over autumn sky wing deep
thick curly beard for the knowing
but in the know breaks each twig
scare off the mother so we dine
blue jay face pecks the shell free
making a feast of neighbors babies
or the new moon says things like
i forgot
your name, bite then.
21 May 2010
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