The graceful pigeon

October 22, 2007
The graceful pigeon trapped inside our world
Flapping its concrete gray wings
A sharp pain, a hint of red
As it bounces of the crooked wall
A flash of lightening illuminates the sky
As the crimson red blood runs down the pavement
Into the drain,
Out of the streets,
Cleared away

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