The Bird Must Die

I,
am a desperate sky,
caught...
...caught in a mad flutter
of wings...

...the bird must die.

Heavy chirp-
it shoots at me a sigh;
it tears me and I,
stutter...
...caught in the mad flutter,
I cry-

the bird must die.

Purple beak-
it nibbles at me.
Trapped,
I live in an eye...

...a bird contains the sky?

The bird must die.