Birds as Prophet

Bird came to my window, and said "What?

You let me in there once, now what the hell?

What I wouldn't give for arms to hold you.

We are creatures of such like desire."


I said "Sorry, but I didn't mean it then.

Now I know that I am sorrier than I have ever been."


"Look at me. I have flown right through this glass unscathed."

"But bird," I cried, "that window was wide open."

Then he stared right through me in the strangest way.