it's an odd sight when a pigeon doesn't flee
and it just stays there
as you approach
and you could feel it growing alarmed
but unable to fly away
so was the case one sunny afternoon
as I walked to my front door
a blue headed pigeon
with amethyst eyes
and black hole pupils
and a broken wing
perched on the railing
above my stoop
waiting to die
this little tragedy of a bird
on the clearest day of the year
learning what we will all know
in it.
it's bird mind finally
filled with wisdom
cried to me there
crossing the boundaries of species
through it's perfect circle eye
and said
"leave me here
for these last hours
to let what has happened
run it's full course
you who is healthy and young
who i've watched from above
who has full command over me
at this moment
for you too
will meet a day
when your wing will be broken
and your wish will be
to go peacefully
under a blanket of blue skies
and the glory of a sunny day"
and so i respected it's dying wishes
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