Today

Today

a bird dove before my windshield,

paused just a moment

before pulling up,

taking off

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Here I am

a wingless, graceless creature

suspended in that instant

proceeding some seemingly eminent collision

with a blunt, transparent force

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Will I end up a thud

a tiny ball of meat and feathers

bouncing once, twice, over the hood

only to be lost forever in pavement?

Probably.

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Perhaps there’s an initial shock

sharp inhale behind the steering wheel

But the car is driving,

still.

A car doesn’t stop for a bird.

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Quickly I am melted guts and rock under beating rays,

picked up on the spokes of tires,

bits of me carried where they park.

And maybe someone will say, Look, feathers.

Or maybe not.

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