the blackbird.

there was a
     perilous
sign on the corner.

she saw it,
the blackbird, folded
gracefully into the crossing
     sign,
   but she didn’t not heed
      the warning.

five minutes later, when she
was hit by the number 11 bus,
she remembered to always
fear the blackbird.

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