A blue bird too big to fit
On the homemade
Sunflower pregnant feeder
Outside my hospital window
Lands claws first
Like the Velociraptor
Who he has supposedly been
Shrunk in size from by evolution’s whim
The raw redwood edifice quakes
Beneath his head turning as he
Checks the area out with Don Knotts
Twitches for any natural enemies
Then with a lurch he is gone
In a blurred tidal wave
Of ocean colored feathers
On missions that will be
Forever unknown to me
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