The leafless tree looked like a brain
The birds within were all the thoughts and desires within me.
An eagle came over the horizon
and shook the branches with its sight
The softer thoughts: starlings, finches, and wrens
they all took flight.
The eagle looked clear through the brain tree,
emptying thoughts saved for me.
Maybe I'll make this one my home,
consolidate the nests of the tiny.
Then something struck him, wings of bone:
sweet desires and soft thoughts were all gone.
The eagle shrieked, "I'm alone!"
Well it was time to flee the tree.
The eagle snuck up on the wind, one talon at a time.
Being sky king of the sky, what did he have to fear?
All thoughts are prey to some beast.
