A seagulll choking I
pulled a paper from its mouth
it was a poster for our
new environmental club
I coudln't find an iPhone app
to save my dying spouse
I binged it and came up
with the best grief cons
He told me to breathe
I explained I do that everyday
Agreeing he filled me up with pills
So I made my facebook status "I'm okay"
But that damn bird has been following
me rubbing his wing span in my face
I'll never envy his ability to fly
I can always use a plane
I know he sipped my morning coffee
the one I spiked with rum
(I'm saving the vodka spike for lunch)
I know he looks at me in wonder
As I blow out my God created lungs
That ball of feathers cannot judge me I thought
we were all created as one.