Pierrot visits his family
“I feel like an owl among the crows –
they watch me closely but do not attack.
Perhaps I look too weak and sleepy
to manage to fight back.
They seem so well-ordered
as they wheel into a flock,
while I am alien and solo –
the cuckoo not the clock.
They’re quite accepting of me
and even like me being there,
but I am more myself at night,
alone upon the air.