chewing gum

all day
there is something
stuck
to your shoe.
you feel
it pull
against the street,
going up
the stairs
and on the rug.
you lift
your foot
when you finally
get a chance
and see
a pink wad
of gum
going grey
imbedded in
the sole.
you take a pen
from your pocket
and dig it
out flicking
it towards
the street.
where a bird
flies by and takes
it with
her, chewing
as she sings
and catches wind
under
her wings. there
is little one can
make of this,
as you can see.