The bird outside my window
is going about her business
whatever it is singing
is a lot of it apparently
or whatever that noise may
be called that she does with
her throat not that
it’s bad of course it’s
not bad I love birdsong as
much if not more than the
other people around me
now I definitely sound like
I’m lying don’t I I
am telling the truth though
just guiltily sometimes
the truth is like that
packaged in a box labeled
with shame but inside
there is only a bird
singing for who knows what
is going about her business
whatever it is singing
is a lot of it apparently
or whatever that noise may
be called that she does with
her throat not that
it’s bad of course it’s
not bad I love birdsong as
much if not more than the
other people around me
now I definitely sound like
I’m lying don’t I I
am telling the truth though
just guiltily sometimes
the truth is like that
packaged in a box labeled
with shame but inside
there is only a bird
singing for who knows what