i had a vision of tiny birds nesting in my beard, and i'm sure it's from a story, eating crumbs and going around singing in my beard with me and Copp.

i imagined the head-nesting birds would bring balance
to my flora and fauna,
like those tiny birds in the crocodile's mouth
or those little passengers feeding on browsing moose
or those sweet fishes keeping whales clean.
and my head would be
healthy and happy in song.