i watched the pigeon
fly in circles
and wondered why
he didn't fly away

in the window of
a city apartment
he built his nest
and it seemed as if
he planned to stay

functional wings
and no constraints on flight
i questioned why
he didn't fly west to green meadows and clear skies
instead he chose the bleakest grey

and yet maybe i should
turn the question on myself
despite my freedom and wings
why indeed did i choose not to leave;
*why instead did i choose to stay?