Some days
you’re the pigeon,
other days you’re
the statue. Is that
how the saying
goes?
Fuck knows, but it’s
been a long
time since I’ve felt
like a pigeon – and
even longer since I’ve
wanted to.
I’ll take whatever crap
you throw at me. I’ll
get up from this
slumber, remove my feet
from the concrete and
fling it right back.
Sometime soon.