Friday, June 22, 2012

Bird’s on the Ledge

I slept very well last night,
Even though the space heater remained on—
For hours, next to my bed;
I like the heat, I’m getting old.
The birds chipper in the bushes
(In the Middle of night)
On the outside window’s outcrop—
They wake up my wife: she thinks they’re mice.

#3359 (6-10-2012)
Written: in Lima, Peru