Summer Bird
I lay in my hammock
In the screened porch In the excruciating heat When a hummingbird flew Into the screen And got his proboscis Caught
He kept flapping his wings Struggling I was just getting up To do, what? Help? Something; When he backed out Freed himself.
I slumped back on my hammock And closed my eyes Wondering If that tiny bird Noticed my existence. ...
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