A small bird goes for testing
It is unrivaled in fear
The bird is addicted to the lottery
The lottery of human beings is a lot
It is a lot to have on your plate
Whether you are "a human bean" or "Frances Bean"
Don't you think even God gets tired
Of you counting all the abortions
out loud to reach glory?
Of trying to help you get to sleep?
Pretending life fits in your sonnet's toaster?
A small bird gives Jewish testimony
Over and over in a funny accent
The bird duly confesses it loves to watch
Snow falling on asbestos of forgiveness