Is it a ***** pidgeon?
Or an angelic dove?
As the old man bears down on the white sharp glare in the sun
Indifferent is he
And in the same way so is she
A male is twirling nearby
She ignores him as she weaves through
Ignorant to all but the trajectory of the million pedestrian feet
Eyes fixated on a Barnecutt pasty crumb
The little pink feet give chase
She gobbles down the golden crumbs
And roves on out of my view in the golden sun
May 9, 2025
May 9, 2025 at 7:39 AM UTC
Is it a ***** pidgeon?
Or an angelic dove?
As the old man bears down on the white sharp glare in the sun
Indifferent is he
And in the same way so is she
A male is twirling nearby
She ignores him as she weaves through
Ignorant to all but the trajectory of the million pedestrian feet
Eyes fixated on a Barnecutt pasty crumb
The little pink feet give chase
She gobbles down the golden crumbs
And roves on out of my view in the golden sun
