Howie Good

Turning Japanese

We were born into an idiotic age,
given only clich├ęs to speak growing up,
warned not to change the words around
or otherwise stray from the script,
and we meekly obeyed, but today
a bird in the pine outside our window
piped a string of discordant notes
once, twice, three times, waking me
just before light with its haiku.


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