blessed are the millstones

three birds in a gondola

gliding through venice

chastity virtue and grace

 

the taxidermist has

glued and screwed

their feet into place

 

do birds bleed

like me

or my enemies

 

or weep

in windowless infirmaries

on prairies

 

any other bird

would snowboard on credit cards

or sliding through sideshows

 

sink without trace