I
Blackbird singing in the dead of night*
Can't see the score!
II
Makes up the words
As he goes along,
So the bards of euphony
Cry over the cacophony
Of blackbirds.
III
Sylvia Plath's blackbird
Was pretty
Scary, some women
Say his name was Ted
d.
IV
A man and a woman
Are one.
A man and a woman and a blackbird
Are one.**
Util the time comes
To decide who gets custody
And the blackbird flys off
With the lawyer
And
A man and a woman
Get shit.
V
I just washed my white car
Somewhere a blackbird
Must be eating
Blackberries
VI
I was of three minds,
Like a tree**
In which there are three birds.
Not blackbirds,
Cocoes, perhaps,
Thorazine took care of that.
VII
A flurry of blackbirds burst
From the weeds at the edge of a field
And one veered out into my wheel***
And after a short blackbird prayer
His friends and relatives
Had a blackbird meal.
VIII
This ain't Mt. Fuji,
Blackbir
*Cousins John&Paul
**Uncle Bill Stevens
***The Right Reverend C. K. Williams
that's enough of this birdshit
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