Richard said I could
release you,
he said
Rip seeds
from the beaks
of the two
Taxidermied Emberizidae
perched on the windowsill-
Independent Canyon Cocked
to the door
Desperate Abert,
to him-
Droned expectation after dark
Nestling in my dried blood, close
pleading monogamy to you, dead
Richard said
Familiarity’s extinct, but Derrick isn’t.
He floats over farm fields in Baja
You incubate depressions in Sinaloa
Singing the same song,
Singing the same song
In pairs
Or alone.
