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Monday, June 6, 2011

DEAD BIRD


In the mid-day heat of summer,
a bird dropped dead,
was  it  parched, starved, or scorched?
the reason-
mysterious for me, valid for the bird.


Lifeless it lay on the steaming concrete,
puny, gray thing,
 demure and delicate.
relieved to be released.

Soon, the janitor
dumped it in a yard
to decay or be bull dozed,
mechanical, dutiful act. 


Tiny gray bird,
her  soul escaped
unaware.

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