why not fly,
the bird has wings of steel and a smile
you are dressed in black like batwoman.
you will launch into the sky seeking out
evil dudes, and shooting them with
poisoned arrows.
their hearts will stop and their bodies
will crumple to the ground even
as you look back to check your work.
in the square, you will kiss your bird
good-bye, waiting until she calls
again.
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