the hummingbird that came from mexico
to the island in canada, to the little shack
in the plum trees,
that flew in the front door and seeing
the buzzing white window blossoming
above my bed
flew to the trees,
hit the blurry glass and dropped
to the hollow of my pillow
when i came in
i put the little gem
in a jar
and placed it on the rafter
above the door.
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