Wednesday, November 12, 2008: On the Street…Carnival Costume, Rio

Parakeet

My friend had this green bird
And it squeaked like a creaky hinge
All night during slumber parties

There was a cloth over its cage
So that the bird would know
That it was night time

And when I crept past it
Through the unfamiliar house
Past the kitchen, toward the bathroom

I wondered if inside
The bird was talking in his sleep
Or wide awake and waiting