11 baby bird (2016)

I saw a baby bird
It was dead on the sidewalk
If I didn’t know any better, I’d have stepped on it
I thought it was gum

No feathers had the chance to grow
No sound passed through it’s new throat
And now it’s dead on the sidewalk

I don’t even know if it’s eyes opened once

I can’t help but feel cliche sorrow
At this new experience
and let the natural course of the world
into my blood to haunt me

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