Mating Season

somewhere, hiding in the derelict town a blue bird sings a mating call and is answered by the flap of wings embracing and dark suffocating arms of a raven answered her call who mounts her. and come nine weeks she gives birth to nine chicks. one has blue eyes the other green one black like marbles reflect the faces of his brothers' and sisters' long beaks' bent noses and feathers a mix of water and black ink. nestled in their cots of twigs leaves the mother leaves them where they play with the head of one of their siblings left for dead.