him stood
with the pear
in one
claw
casual as a commuter on the rail a long trip snacking
the whole crest
yellow
up
the opera house
with beak
I made a noise
disturbing
rather than flight
he hopped
holding the fruit a thing half his weight and strutted like a man
flaring the top feathers
one eye
to me
firm hold hey
watcha gunna do
ReplyDeleteHow good it is
to be a cockatoo
when it's just enough
to strut your stuff
& fling a pear or two