The wound wire,
once holding the bird feeder securely,
is about to succumb.
Individually, incrementally,
the worn strands snap,
thus weakening the remaining thread(s)
bearing the load.
Too many squirrels, pesky,
have lept futilely but persistently;
again and again
swinging from the once unified wire
unable to reach footholds on the smooth ovoid gourd,
and dropped to the ground in disgust,
birdseedless.
They may or not know that eventually
the feeder will be without sufficient support
from their relentless attacks
and all will fall with the last squirrel,
who will finally reap harvest.
Why then do I, so watchful, not replace the wire
before that happens?
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