Going down Apt. stairs
saw a dozing sparrow by the window
held down a sparrow
a sparrow escaped to upstairs rooftop
but hit beak to an locked iron door and
be shut in the corner
pressed a sparrow with flat bag softly
left hand grabbed and caught
with proud emotion
to bus station
walked in deep thoughts

Fly a night
when the morning comes
will ask mother then forcibly
will tie a sparrow ankle with thread sturdy
from yard to rice paddies and a empty field
a grandson will scamper

While i feel so good
my right fingers relaxed
flapping
opened wings powerful
circled around top of an electric pole
a sparrow grew
farther and farther
away

Ah!
a dream of mine.