A pigeon wants to be a human
He is looking at me while I am sitting
and writing
He is trying to enter, because he would
like to join
but he is hitting the window glass with
his head
He is looking again and he is begging
me to let him enter
I am pretending I can't hear his
request
I don't want him to poop on my bed
I wonder why a pigeon wants to be a
human
He has the wings. What else could he
need?
Maybe in his head he is a human
and he wants what he can't have
I am looking at the pigeon and I say
Give me your wings, then enter and
write
but he is cooing: I am not that crazy
He is leaving and everyone follows
their path ©Kristy Rulebreaker
