bobbing bird

I love you more, little bird, 

Than all the humans in this town put together.

I would rather stand here and watch you bob on the lake’s autumn waves

Than smile at one more member of my own cruel species while they

Smoke cigarettes 

And eat bacon

And voice their opinions on taxes

And carry around their leather wallets and bags

Walking around in their leather shoes.

I want to be near you, chubby little beach bird,

And I want you to know I love you.

And I feel closer to you than to all the humans in this town combined.

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