Taboo

The birds
Grey with ruffled feathers
Sit on one wire
Electricity pumping
From end to end
Without stirring them
 .
From there
Against the backdrop
Of pink sky
To blue sky
They can coo and chitter
A safe distance
From the hot red lawnmowers
 .
Oh, the things they must talk about
The not so scarcity of cats
How to best preen the feathers
How to trill in toon
The best places
To catch a crumb
 .
Like housewives
With nothing to do
They sit there all day
Gossiping happily
Talking about
Which bird did what
Yet not stepping on
Both wires

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