Friday, August 2, 2013

Á La Mode

All around the
yawning Wicker
Park perimeter—such chic 
clouds of

blackbirds cluster—pecking 
for seemingly 
not more than a measly 
few seeds

among the 
fallen 
rotting mulberries—

and I'd 
like to stop and 
ask them—are you really

eating breakfast—or 

are you only 
dress-
rehearsing?

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