Thou Smacketh Into Mine Window by falufa, literature
Literature
Thou Smacketh Into Mine Window
It was a pane of glass
That was warning you today
But you didn't seem to notice
You just carry on your way
Most would see the smudges
All the scratches and the grime
But you focused on the future
Now youre traveling through time
Oh, little bird
You looked so perfect lying there
That I didn't think you real
With that glassy little stare
But your body was so soft
And your feathers silken smooth
So watched and hoped and waited
For that tiny breast to move
I wanted you to see it all
The pollen and exhaust
That's why I let the windows keep
Their filthy summer frost
Yeah, keep on flying little bird
Just ignore the dingy