a small
yellow bird goes
limping by
on the street.
a crutch
of twigs
under his wing.
his head
is wrapped
in a white
bandage,
and there is
a slight
twist in
his beak. don't
even ask
he says
when he
sees you
looking at him.
don't even
ask.
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