Seagull reads the wind

Maybe adapts is a better word

Ruminates in sun above sand

Waits for you to drop a crust of bread

Snatches it before it hits ground

Beach buzzard roosts mid-air

Awaits another accident of intent

Because it amuses you

You throw another piece in its direction

And again, it does not fall to ground

5-4-22


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