Wednesday, May 21, 2014

PIGEON ENGLISH

And in the morning
after those 
hard rains that came 
mercifully went—

the same fat
iridescent purple-
white 
birds came right back,

perched, and sat
on their usual 
slanted stacks of bricks
and mortar—and flatly

proceeded
to holler-
out all the louder:

Glory be!
to any good-
old Chicago neighbor-
hood—that's still

standing after all that
helter and 
skelter last night!

Otherwise—what on earth

would we shit-on!
while we sat
around and chatted?

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