Friday, May 11, 2012

The Eruption

I’m obsessed with birds
They fell off my shoulder


Maybe they sensed
The Eruption

Not too far
Don't look, they chirp
Don't look,


I close my eyes
They lie on the ground


I overfed them
They lost balance
Am I waiting too hard

Don't look
When I don’t look
Will they return
To sit on my shoulder