3.

bird shit tastes like berries
and stomach acid, and
i know this because
my hands my hands were slimed in it,

fingerprinted bird shit high gloss finish
          and, if you're careful (i wasn't)
          you might dilute the crust
          with water from the snaking hose
          that curls potentially around
          the corners and curves of your house.

wasn't it so easy
to pop my index finger between
my lips like candy?

weren't the birds whispering
something about damnable mr. snediker
ruining their art? the oil smooth feathers

preened prudent pride
of birds

ruffled suddenly, no wind
in the leaves.