Low-Rent Birds

I fall for common birdsMy youth misspentWith bushtits and boobiesRobin seduces meEach and every springI love her For her breast aloneI’m still thrilled by starlingsSimple silhouettesWith little hearts as grandAs the beating coresOf brilliant eagles That have no time to flirtAll birds are lovebirdsEqual in the blue eyesOf the empty sky*Words by TFD

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