the little birdy was getting more comfortable flying off his wire
so he and his friends
him, the wren and the blue jay
went on a trip
they were going to the park
the big
beautiful park
it had hedges in the shape of all kinds of things
amazing views
tastes and smells from seemingly another world
he thought maybe
something would happen that night
maybe he could convince her
when they got back
to sit
on
the wire
somehow
he gave her a flower too
like she gave him one
it wasnt green
it didnt smell of roses
but it was still nice he thought
they all flew around together
like little chicks who just mastered how to use their wings
they sat and watched the crowd
the mess of birds and fish and other animals
and interlocked their wings together
that was when he knew
he wanted her on the wire
but something he didnt know
the blue jay felt the same
in that very moment
but
for now
neither of them said anything to her
and they enjoyed the moment as it was
when the day was done
they didn't feel like flying back
so they snuck on a truck
that was heading home
earlier
the blue jay had talked with the wren the whole way there
so they let him sit with her on the way back
and him and her did
and they curled up with each other
and fell asleep
he regretted this later
when he got back to his wire
because he knew it was never meant to be
but it was nice to daydream
while the rain was still nowhere to be seen
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maerdyad
PoetryI don't know, I just need to write stuff right now. When you thought you found the one, after all this time, after all the poeple that left, and it turns out, she loves someone else. For when the rain comes, and the hail, and all hell is unleashed, ...
