Passer Domesticus
The moment
one body
so drawn
to another
it shattered
a window—
that wasn’t
when I knew.
But rather
the moment
he left my bed
to tend to
the sparrow
which stunned itself
while we were making
love.
The moment
one body
so drawn
to another
it shattered
a window—
that wasn’t
when I knew.
But rather
the moment
he left my bed
to tend to
the sparrow
which stunned itself
while we were making
love.