| Sunday, December 02, 2007 |
| Charity |
First I tried with things that were already
in the cupboard:
dried seeds, particles of grain, a dash
of flat, powdery oats
But whipping his wings and
clutching his kinked foot close
He spilled the water we had put in the lid of a jar,
mixing these into a humid paste.
Next, he plucked through the bin
of blind worms we paid for, ignoring
the thatch of oats these ate and lived in.
Also I bought a carton of berries,
overripe, on my way home from school.
which he ate from our pinched fingers
and henceforth chirped for when he
felt the heavy human presence.
Also, his foot seemed to get better.
Five mornings in, we woke and checked
his cage. He had transformed into
a still, beautiful object, oddly worthless.
I did not know what to do with it. |
posted by rebeccacalvetti @ 8:23 PM   |
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