I’m at that age,
where nothing surprises me
~
another friend has died
quietly, at home as they say
killed by a fucking parrot
~
I’m serious twenty years
inhaling preened dander,
he might as well have been
smoking asbestos fags,
same outcome lungs knackered
~
who’s the bloody bird going to
talk to now?
*
© Graham R Sherwood 03/2022