Monday, February 12, 2018

Rob Schackne #585 - "There's no reason for this"

There's no reason for this
to know why the cockatoos
have steamed into nearby trees

their screeching lawlessness
I don't know why it's so loud
in my room I turn on Fauré
push around a poem or two

no idea what they're saying
the end of high branches
an open window listens
the darkness comes
a microwave goes ding


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