there’s so much noise in my brain my god today it’s a flamingo revolution and a
scrabbling sound in the gutter or maybe the soffit it’s hard to tell where 
the sound is coming from its nails scraping metal this morning and i tried
tapping the gutter with a broom to locate the source but i must have scared it because 
it went still i don’t know how it’s still 
alive in this heat it’s been scratching and shuffling all day in my head urging me to save it because it’s trapped but i can’t find a way to set it free not even from the attic and i’m desperate for peace and to stop 
feeling like i need to do something all day every day and want to shout 
my god will someone do something! 
i’m a mad Poe narrator on a ladder near the roof peeling back the siding because i’m guilty
of helplessness i want to stop it from dying stop worrying about everything that’s dying stop the disregard for life
stop the noise trying to drown my belief in the value 
of one 
small life