The Birds and the Bees

Villasukka @DeviantArt

Some say

I am old enough to know better

And should not follow the first bird song

Into the river of tears.

I say,

Fuck you.

I don't care for birds, neither for their songs

Because I've learned to whistle for myself.

Some say,

It was about time to get myself a bird

Put him in a cage, be a proud bird owner,

Do what other girls my age do.

I say,

No way.

I spread my wings onto my freedom

My flock flies with me, and no cage can stop us.

Some say,

Metaphors are poetry's beauty

Never say what you feel,

And the world will remember you.

I say,

Too late.

I wear my heart in my sleeve

And the birds keep nibbling on it.

SG, London, 7.14