once again I am left

with a bird for a heart -

it's winter and the bird is stuck

it calls for its mate

it pecks at the bars

once again I am left

with a bird for a heart -

whose wings flutter at the sight of you

but who just wants, needs, to fly south

and forget

once again I am left

with a bird for a heart -

who builds a nest for you

only to have it broken and lost

in windstorm after windstorm