for two days now
when i look out the french doors
there is a bird
with medium brown colors-
not a feather out of place-
cocking his head to one side
then the next,
looking at me.
wham his feathers pouf out
in a cape
tail back and forth
like a fan.
then, he turns his head to the sky
in rapture
this happens over and over again
i fear he's courting the wrong bird
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