Haiku
Oh sweet little dove,
Why do you coo at sunrise
When I am sleeping?
It is never good
When a liberated bird
Flies around at 2 AM.
Feathers everywhere
Enough to make another bird.
Where do they come from?
In a room alone
A bird is cooing sadly,
“Why extradition?”
Martza Majstoravich said,
July 15, 2007 at 9:42 pm
Coo coo coo coo coo
Coo coo coo coo coo coo coo
Coo coo coo coo coo.
The Bird