Saturday, July 11, 2015

The Bird Beneath the Swamp

 
 
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.
 
 
 
 
 
 


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