Reflections of a Wrinkled Girl
How beats the heart of a fifty-five year old?
Saturday, March 24, 2012
Bird Calls
little birds
are calling
in the dark
they with
pea brains
beady eyes
and rough
wrinkled feet.
this is it!
they urge,
tilting soft
heads up
to gulp
life.
hear them
plead
full- throttle?
do not sleep
through
this!
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