I

A Poem from the Perspective of the Carolina Wren Who Just Left My Window, and Had Been Making Alarm Calls Directly at Me for like Five Straight Minutes While I Lay Down on The Floor

yeah

that’s right

eat dirt, guy

get outta here, you

sad nerd

I hate

you

 

II

A Poem from the Perspective of the Carolina Wren Who Just Left My Window, and Had Been Making Alarm Calls Directly at Me for like Five Straight Minutes While I Lay Down on The Floor; Innocent Version

hey

what

you

hey

hey you

hey everybody

everybody else

everybody just

be careful

out here

 

III

A Poem from the Perspective of the Carolina Wren Who Just Left My Window, and Had Been Making Alarm Calls Directly at Me for like Five Straight Minutes While I Lay Down on The Floor; Abridged Version

there’s a problem

I see you