Pretty Bird

Agitation

Like something from an angry sex scene

Pent up frustration

Let out in a whisper

Let out in a song

Let out with a bang

Of the gun shot

From the gun that you carry in your heart

Punched in the gut

By infidelities

By your own

Infidelities

You're punching yourself in the gut

For being an infidel.

Shame on you, pretty bird.

Shame

Such a pretty bird.

Shame she had to fly so soon.

Self Deprication

You barely noticed me.
I stand in the shadows--
(You hear best when no one knows you’re there.)

I saw you look at her—
Touch her—
Pretty?
Ya, she’s pretty…
That easy kind of pretty,
Like she was born to be
A ball of light.

So Late...

In need of a break—
You also?
Prehaps a walk to clear heads?
Yes, no?
Circle the answer
Like when we were kids