Free Bird
July 22, 2017
Selfie shot this eve 7/21/2017 **WORDS part of an upcoming collection by Susan Kirschbaum
In a year my heart broke open like an egg
While he played in the chicken coop.
Bored with chicks who pecked and blindly followed his cock call.
He now craves my yolk,
Which slipped past the talons.
Far from the barn door.
Reabsorbed back into the earth,
Where a wildflower sprouts.
**Original verse by (copyrighted) by Susan Kirschbaum
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