the fat grey
squirrel
wonders where the bird
seed has gone.
the feeder down.
the posts
unscrewed, dug up
from the winter ground.
he looks
dismayed, saddened
and confused
when he sees me in
the window, staring out
at what was.
I shrug, he shrugs
and off he
goes.
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