delicate
bird's nest
cradles two
motherless
eggs
...in a
museum
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to fall asleep, i often write
stories or poems in my head. usually i
forget them
by morning but this haiku
stuck for some reason. in retrospect, i
think it was
an unconscious response to the shell
hoarding i saw at reddit, where
people
love
nature so much they feel it's their
right to bring home all they can grab.
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