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There is a definite
confusion in the
Hummingbird’s wings, bang
against the wind, pow!
to the blue-green petals
barking buzzing belonging
to a few seconds of sky
blue water blankets
the stem and zing
back now with glossy eye
and corn-yellow head
with a rattle of crooked glass while
a chocolate-coated dog jumps
two feet hanging swish
gone waiting
sun stamps stamen to
Tempt
the bird again!.
The day plays out
along a fresh crop
of minutes coaxing
the winged
ghost of summer, hot dirt
willing its prey to
stab the flesh of a
flower’s nose
bang
bird killer, bad dog
lonely flower doesn’t
know and waits
on thin green legs!.Www@QuestionHome@Com

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