help a chicken out

Most nights in this house I can hear
an owl
at my window.
The song calms me down.

But one night
the song didn’t come.
Instead, I heard a chicken crying
somewhere where it shouldn’t be.

The others answered her,
brothers and sisters
(or maybe just neighbors),
wanted to come to the rescue.

But the giant cage in which they rule
didn’t let them move
and so I fell asleep
wanting to help that chicken
find its own owl



(this is not made of metaphors, there is literally an owl outside and a chicken did call for help somewhere far away… Don’t worry though, it came back)