There are birds here,
such huge numbers of winged animals here
is the thing that I was attempting to state
when they said those fowls were representations
for what is caught
between structures
what's more, structures. No.
The winged animals are here
to pull around for bread
the young lady's hands tear
what's more, hurl like confetti. No,
I don't mean the bread is torn like cotton,
I said confetti, and no
not the confetti
a tank can make of a building.
I mean the confetti
a kid can't quit grinning about
also, no his grin isn't much
like a skeleton by any stretch of the imagination. What's more, no
his neighborhood isn't care for a battle area.
I am attempting to state
his neighborhood
is as worn out and feathered
as whatever else,
as shadow penetrated by sun
furthermore, light separated
by shadow-move as whatever else,
in any case, they won't quit saying
how exquisite the vestiges,
how demolished the exquisite
youngsters must be in that birdless city.
