Not Just Birds

Is it your desire to destroy

the sleeping city tucked away

beneath the mockingbird’s broken wing?

There are not just mouths,

there are not just eyes and thighs

asleep inside.

Swallows get swallowed.

Doves lock Peace away inside themselves,

secret and safe in their iron hearts.

Crows attack the sky



The mockingbird tries to fly

and the city falls

heavy with wishes and dreams.

There are not just hands,

there are not just tongues and names

in love with words your

language wants to destroy.