Monday, August 01, 2005

Ruffled Feathers
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Lil' Hummingbird Absurd,
Chirp if you can hover still,
Resting on my window sill.
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Lil' Hummingbird,
Your heart beats thrice as many times as mine.
But now you're laying on my ledge,
You've tossed and tumbled from your bed,
You're resting too close to the edge!
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It's grim and grave,
And sad, no less,
A wounded bird,
Out of its nest.
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Oh Lil' Hummingbird Absurd,
You've let these ants and creepy things,
Crawl in your feathers,
And your wings...
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Stasis foretells daylight's wake,
Will you escape to somewhere safe?
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