cuckoo

she abandoned her secret,
she threw it at me –
an eager pipet.

i hoarded it up,
waiting to crack it
in the warmth of my room.

i got all messy
in the yolk of pity,
licking my talons
to feel i was growing.

if i had nursed it
and the egg had burst open,
the bird would have carried me out of the window

: 25 Jun 2006 15:44 |  Comments (0) |  Report a problem