who is watching the birds
who are watching the feeder
from the branches of the tree
the cat is hiding in the bushes
I’m the little figure in
the background we’re
all very Zen as if being
photobombed by the moon
until finally the birds give up
and fly off the cat comes back
to his bowl the feeder falls
unsatisfied asleep the moon
totally enlightens me
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