I could have been a movie star
playwright poet
piano star
concert javelin thrower
college professor
carpenter's helper
he could have sailed the seas on
shrimp boats
having been an orderly in golf clubs
chef historian merchant luthier
but it was not.
I have seen a bird.
I took it with me.
The real bird possibly
don't survive tonight
on the radio they say it will freeze.
The other will sleep with me.
We will wake up together.
I'll open the window and fly to the same branch
where I saw it yesterday
Someone will pass by and look at it.
He will die at night.
But he tomorrow he will return to the same branch.
This is how birds are born.