Our Lady of Perpetual Astonishment

The flicker fluffed herself up to stay all day. Snacking then resting, never flying away. I wonder about how you lie to yourself. Habits on habits all giving us hell. He’s never there though we know he tries. Sand in the concrete, shit gathering flies. I alone can be blamed for my sentiments. She said she heard but that’s not what I meant. Doves come and go with soft sweet coos. Every path is yours, just choose.