i wish i could make a study of birds

only takes a handful
of grain tossed,
with that film of dust
settling into the life line on
your right hand,
for them all to come —

where they land and peck
in short calculated bursts
is living room to a woman
whose wellworn face
has the hard lines of a beak.

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