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Magpies

I have no words
for magpie birds

they wake me in the morning
cackling
worse than the pigeons
sitting atop the disused chimney
coo-coo-cuck
Or are they doves?
f-foo fk

and now this summer evening
with the trill of swifts
in the warm air
the magpies
are still there
on the un-necessary aerial
rattling
in a row

Count them

Tomorrow’s supper
Mag Pie.

 

© Amanda Samm