Clean Hands

Clean Hands 

When the sun sets 
on our green mountain, 
the sky seems white, 
          windy, 
     then a darker blue, 
no flies nor mosquitoes.
Have you seen this tiny 
bird at dusk behind our 
          flower shop? 
What can this, yellow, 
orange, grey pipsqueak 
eat if night's insects 
     don't fly, too? 
     I have clean hands, 
          but no birdseed.  





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