5.

stuck to the soil
or concrete (if i am lucky?)
my duration, and you may
call it life if you want, will be
chalked out on the ground.

stuck to it, something about gravity,
the same thing that makes bird shit
drop onto
my car.

despite this,
and i say damn the birds,
my head is up there in the sky
isn't it? that must count for
something. (my car is clean)

cawcawcawcaw says a blackbird
(in english this is fuck you stupid human thing!)

and then, of course, rain.