Sparrow Rescue

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it rained this morning
the tram rails became
brimming canals
of jetsam sweet wrappers
and soggy cigarettes

the sparrow drinks
and plays in them
a grey-brown frivolous
the tram
bears down, oblivious

I want to leap out
slice through the coming disaster
scoop the feathery dot
to my palms
take it home in my pocket
raise it in a shoe box
feed it by eyedropper

but it flies away
just in time,
as sparrows do

they're not idiots

~ Brendan Bonsack

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