waxwing
on your long leafed bough
through your mask
why do you fucking stare at me
through the window
i stare back
do you see me for what i am
a cuckoo
in another’s nest
mating with another’s wife
i cant help it
you beautiful bastard
if i had a gun
i would shoot you
yet watching head bow
beak rub bark
fragile in bone and feathers
you are nervous
afraid of predators
above and below
so fuck you
i am of the high order species
and do not forget
it
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