Second Person Birds
Published by Nick atSecond person birds
Stored up in a turquoise milk crate
Heavy-handed heartache
Beat three times
A pearl snap pocket flap
Headed for the heights
Hankerin’ for a cafe tray
The screenplay screams out
for a change of scene
Find a way out, rainbow trout
Second person birds
Memory in the third degree
Trial, denial, the shape of a poem
The indie web?
I do not know ‘em
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About this poem
This is my contribution to the IndieWeb Blogging Carnival for September. The phrase “second person birds” conjured up the image of Joseph Cornell’s “bird boxes”. Thinking of these art assemblages, I thought of creating my own collage of words, some based off fragments of poetic imagery collected in my notebook.