Asking for Directions

04 Feb
Starling. Starling. Black as night
the sun metallic on feathers bright
head flicking to the left or right
while clasping to a branch so tight

Circular eyes -- orange points of light
the clarity of a second sight
unperturbed in fight or flight
never startled by a fright

Starling. Starling. Black as tar.
prod me with your optic star
point your nose from where you are
your mimic eye -- 
like radar

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Posted by on February 4, 2022 in Poetry


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