Poetry · Writing

Watcher Hawk

Perched on a street light
An oblong mass of feathers and fluff
Looking down at us
As we zip by
In our boxes
Of steel and glass
What are you searching for
Oh, Hawk?
And what do you hunt
Along rivers of concrete?

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