I spend time
in a small grassy park
that really amounts
to a yard, feeding birds
drinking coffee that really
amounts to gas station
syrup. At least the birds
are honest, all they want
are crumbs and no harm.

I spend time
in a small grassy park
that really amounts
to a yard, feeding birds
drinking coffee that really
amounts to gas station
syrup. At least the birds
are honest, all they want
are crumbs and no harm.