On a strange and deep evening
I saw a wounded bird
Snoozing
On the wall’s rim
Its eyes bulging out
Tongue lolling
I had witnessed a similar scene
Earlier
I have a wretched memory
I don’t recall much
Unless
A new scene is a reminder
Of an old one
Then I remember it as
A familiar scene
The condition of the bird
Brought the image of a girl
I attempted to sketch on paper
But bird flew off
The girl became naked