On a Wire

They strung me up on a telephone pole

and I came face to face with the black crow

and he didn't like me

not for one second

which was fine

because I loathed everything he stood for

And it was then that I started spitting at him---

for no good reason at all

but probably---

probably because I believe he was mocking me

after all, he was a bird---

And just as I came upon my last breath

and reached my hand out to ring him by the---

he flew off into the distance

because he could

Goddamnit.