Prompt #2 Fleeting Thoughts

Today, I want you to write an outsider poem. You can be the outsider; someone else can be the outsider; or it can even be an animal or inanimate object that's the outsider. As usual, get creative with the prompt and don't be afraid to stretch the limits.

Fleeting Thoughts

A field of grackles will not stay
and neither do the thoughts of lovers.
For all their racket and stature they are
shy birds that will flee at the slightest
provocation. I shift my weight, generate
waves of unrest. My heart, already pounding,

isn’t ready to see them go, but the exodus
has begun, first to the trees, then like lines
of a song you can’t quite remember,
they erase every vestige of themselves
from the day like they were never there.