Little Birds

A little flock of birds
lives in a walking structure.

A little luck, sir, to bless this tree house
doused in the joy and pain
of living in a cage so full of good intentions,
but, whatever counts to bounce this house back
on its feet when it falls
down.

Little bird that lives in a nest of ribs –
do you know where to go when you want
to be home?

Don’t be alone.

Little bird that lives in a nest of hips –
why don’t your lips sip a bit from the trickling river
of rain?

Little bird that runs in the bottom of the house –
when you press on the ground,
can you hear the faraway sound
of other treehouses?

Can you tell them where our is?