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.