Meg Hutchinson Whole Bird
You live in the world I live in oh to my relief I spend so much time feeling on the other side Of some kind of bullet proof glass wishing I could fit Into the normal every day, the nine to five neighborhood Today a feather in the post a token of the wing Of the greater one it came from And nothing needs to be spoken I don't need the whole bird, just a feather will do Just a feather will do From you Dog puking woke me early and I had to laugh Glad to be up early even cleaning up this mess Blue silver morning coming through the window blinds Put your record on and then oh I was flying I didn't meet you too late I didn't meet you too early I have known you all along Like a person with amnesia I've been gathering up the clues What is my work in this life and who do I love Seems we come in constellations, oh from life to life There's a sharing
