I often wonder
what it would be like
to play Connect Four with a bird
it would clutch the piece in its beak
slide it into the empty slot
calm, unbothered
no phone in hand
humans need appointments now
but birds
God never mentioned anything about appointments
birds just arrive
they are messengers of the divine
they know your pain
and they make sure
to keep you happy
then one day Peaky arrived
a parrot
shiny green
a pretty green
she tried to impress me
bringing beautiful fresh flowers in her beak
placing them at my feet
like an offering
no one knows
if she was my sweetheart
in a previous life
I put all her flowers in a vase
she settled on the board game
and looked at me
one more time
one more time
she said
and when she won
she walked and danced around the room
like she had taken
a great tournament



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