Date:         Thu, 7 Mar 1996 17:27:37 EST
From: The Home for Forgotten Words <mbarker@MIT.EDU>
Subject:      SUB: Where Do Birds Sleep?
Comments: To: "Rockaby, birdie..." <writers@mitvma.mit.edu>

just a little qwert of the keys before departing for the nuthatch...

Where Do Birds Sleep?

in the broken eggshells of ambition?
racked on the twigs of "quit yer bitchen?"
or cradled in tidy little birdy beds,
made so well with skin filled pillows,
starched sheets pulled taught and tuff?

In the treetops rough and splendid,
when the wind blows claws must grab,
else down comes birdy,
feathers and fall...

on the waves, bobbing and smooth,
glide the ducks, seagulls, and
Jonathon Livingston?  let's get real...
asleep on the tide, washed to and fro.

but if you truly wonder,
where the birds sleep,
then you should ponder,
what dreams may trouble that sleep,
and do they sometimes have a nightmare,
when they must walk...
and walk and walk...
with never a moment of flying?

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