The big man upstairs
Once and for all
Disabused me of the notion
That he was in fact
God himself

And just my landlord
Living on the top floor
Yelling at me
Through the wall
That my rent is overdue

I wished to paint
The brown birds
Outside
The color
Of our son’s blue eyes
Inside
To my amuse
Which part did
I disabuse
The part were you can
Wish
Colors on birds
Or that we have
A son
And his eyes are
Blue