drowning upside down
thrashing in a birdbath
was I to believe this
was important I gave
him my finger to crawl
up onto the rim
dripping and turning
in circles dazed shaking
the water from his shame
his indignity at
having fallen in
so I went on sweeping
trying not to notice
thinking whatever bee
by this time hasn’t
found a home will not
ever in December
thinking that was no fall
that was a suicide attempt
but by the time I got there
he had already flown
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