as lonely as the single sparrow
with the bent feather
sitting on the long stretch
of phone wire between houses
but I need to sit alone
to bend and twist together
some wires to hook you up
and give you a call
I know poetry can be gossipy
but allow me to explain that bird
just lost his wife his difficulty
of making new friends that he’s
lost weight doesn’t sleep well
and maybe this little story
will open your heart to invite
that lonesome sparrow
to dinner at your house
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