A Somewhat Impetuous Owl
Watching this sterile landscape,
an owl reveals himself in my backyard.
His darkness reminds me of nothing,
So I’ll drink some green tea.
He fears that he may just drive himself mad.
The same feeling as if your feet
escaped from what the blanket could offer.
As he stares into the vacantness of his contemplation,
He brashly executes his master plan.
With great force the owl dives and soars.
A thunderous crash leaves no shattering glass.
There must be stronger owls out there,
Or we just have high quality windows.
So unsuccessful at catching his prey,
He returns to the same tree where he once pondered.
Striking again several hours later,
He’s living proof that you should probably stop
Doing something if you fuck up twice.
-Eric Egavian
