The bird beneath the swamp
looked a lot like me
and was waiting for a fish to
come by
or some frog not paying
attention.
I don’t remember having a
twin
or even a brother –
Mom never said anything.
After a while I couldn’t
really tell
if he was following me around
or if I just happened to be
going to
the same places he was.
I don’t think he was all that
smart –
we’d always go for
the same fish
but I’d be the one to come up
with it.
Although one time I did
happen
to see him chewing the same
time
I was.
No comments:
Post a Comment