Ronald Koertge

(1940 / Illinois / United States)

Grand Avenue


When the Lexus hit that pigeon, he lay there
beating his one good wing against the curb
like he was trying to put out a fire.
My wife asked me to do something, so I
turned his head clockwise until I heard
a click. Then darkness poured out
of the small safe of his body.
That is when I realized I used to
merely love my wife.
Now I would kill for her.

Submitted: Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Edited: Wednesday, March 19, 2014

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  • Colleen Courtney (3/19/2014 9:04:00 AM)

    OK! Three brilliant pieces of yours I have now read so I found it necessary to hit that favorite poet button!
    Your writing is amazing. Little stories conveyed through poetry! Nothing more to say except WOW! (Report) Reply

  • Anthony Di''anno (3/19/2014 5:14:00 AM)

    Genius, each word wisely chosen and carefully placed. Swap Lexus for truth, pigeon for dream and then change wife into god. You've got the way of the world. (Report) Reply

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