“I saw a Bird”
I saw a bird
it wasn’t just any bird
it had a face
and a voice
it was translucent
it knew of life and death;
depression and suicide
at sight of me
it stopped
it was irritated
there was a small
band
around its ankle
and its pointy feet
looked odd
it began speaking
like a human
telling me
how much it liked
worms
and beetles
“always wanted
to go to Italy.”
it said.
it opened its beak
and I saw everything:
every woman
I’ve ever loved
every place
I’ve ever been
then it called me
“a fucking idiot”
and flew away
Kyle Perdue was born and raised in Carlsbad, California. He loves to play music, hangout with friends, and have a good time. He is currently studying marine biology at University of California, San Diego and as a hobby he loves to write.
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