It climbs through my window, it sleeps by my side.
See there! Look here!
Passingly time unwinds.
I have yet to discover more
about exploring things already known.
Morning mist blocks all but sound
a air of solitude sticking moisture all’round
from afar crackles of birds come chirping along
singin’ early messages & poems in a language so compressed
a pleasant sound to hear, causing no hindrance at all
but when I’m home this one dove requires a eagle or a owl
it starts it’s call, but with illusion of musical score, no, none at all
saying my name, trying oh why to break me down
teasing & testing me I try to alter it’s English mouth
but kitty cat knew, so she slayed it, ate it, never played with it
and dragged it around with feline ferociousness
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