A robin bangs
his head against
the window
beside my bed
over and over
and over and
over again. I
am like that.
A robin bangs
his head against
the window
beside my bed
over and over
and over and
over again. I
am like that.
Wes Civilz lives next to a dusty cactus in Tucson, Arizona. His writing has appeared or is forthcoming in The Antioch Review, The Threepenny Review, [PANK], Entropy, and The Green Mountains Review. His website is wescivilz.com.