the daily mix of seed and mash deposited

inside your wire enclosure

fenced to keep the cat out not you in


click and chirrup as you circle

quizzical as I mimic you


in the scramble for the feed

you walk over my feet

eyes targeting the largest corn amongst the seed

a sudden dart extracts that morsel with precision

the focus of your greed


I reach into the nest

a perfect bowl lined with lilac feathers

and collect two pale blue eggs

to complete the exchange

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