to the bird who flew into my screen door and begged me to end its life by Ralph Bousquet

to the bird who flew into my screen door and begged me to end its life,

by Ralph Bousquet

  

my wicked glass

broke your fall &

your welcome,

& you’re welcome, &

your neckbone,

white & wet against your

blue & black feathers, &

i’m sorry, &

your eyes fixed in fury

on me                asking

you got what it takes? &,

forgive me, but

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Ralph Bousquet is a poet and musician from Cape Cod, Massachusetts. His poems have been published in Ponder Review and The Reader. He attends New York University and lives in Brooklyn.