Saturday, 9 January 2016

for the trill of it

I saw the energy fall from you
as you flicked out feed
to the floor for me
 
like a light switch
contact on
contact off
 
the switch gave me no warnings
I knew I should have left earlier
I knew then
I should of left earlier
 
I coulda
woulda
didn't
 
I felt bad
I felt good
 
I ate my seed off the floor
and you flew off to build your nest
 
I think
if it was a test
I failed
 
in my heart
I just learn the lessons
try not to be  gentle on self
vicious as I can be
fuck perfection
viva learning
 
I love you greenfinch
every inch
you fit my bill
and if you listen closely
you will hear not a chirp
but a trill

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