Monday, June 6, 2011

Not About the Bird

A hummingbird stared,
it's beady eyes,
it's controversial hunger.
Was it worth the pain?.
But did it ever stop to think
about its pain?
My pain.
My life.
Passers by,
barely a glance.
Berries picked,
barely a thank you.
My body quivering.
Flakes falling.
Empty.

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