This quick wit squirms, finding right words:
“If we are the worms, then we were here before the birds.”

But maybe being a bird is what the world wants
to say is the best thing to be,
because being a bird and being early
makes then the eating of worms, plucked from an earthly state
ingested and regurgitated into newly beaked mouths,
made into bird breast tissue—for making first flight of wee little ones.
It is always the early bird who gets it,
making the bird-of-worms.
I shall always wish to be consumed like that.
Devour me among the pages of this:

10/31/2011

Posted on 10/31/2011
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