I stop to see the breathing of a bird
beside my car window
perched on a small stump
or was it a mile post
a songbird whose whole body
her breath above two legs.
No singing but only watching
counting cars or monitoring carbon emissions,
set to defile the next one,
a tiny eco-terrorist targeting
one at a time
the breath filled her entire body
rapidly
if there was space in her ankles they
would have expanded too.
An entire body of rolling pulsations
beginning again almost before the last one finished
and then a car horn brought me back to myself
and I had to leave the tiny activist to her selection.
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