We all hunger for sweetness
like the hummingbird
in early spring
who attacked
the twining end of a red Twizzler;
then, seeing my hand (balled like
a fist) around the other end,
darted off as suddenly as
he had appeared.
We all hunger for sweetness
like the hummingbird
in early spring
who attacked
the twining end of a red Twizzler;
then, seeing my hand (balled like
a fist) around the other end,
darted off as suddenly as
he had appeared.
