THE BIRD I KILLED
by Joanna Gilman Hyde
The Tomato-coloured Couch 6:53pm
He was A Starling
innocent and frightened
by My Maniacal Driving
swooping into His Flock
He hit the front of My Car —
on My Way Back from picking up a pizza
yes, pizza!
He lay in the middle of the road
Awww…Dis-like! ;-(
(What we do for pizza)
Thanks for commenting. I still feel bad.