every time i see a bird flapping its wings on my window and singing watery songs i do not understand i remember how for long i stood beside you and beckoned for a place in your heart and i wonder if all the words of love with which i tried to win a place in you sounded like the watery song of this bird
when the bird flies away i see myself, how i walked away from you back into myself like a soldier who returns home after surviving a lost war