i
imagine
my soul
is
an
after image
of
a
murder of crows
perhaps
a
cauldron of bats

i would
prefer
it be
a
maelstrom of salamanders
or
pandemonium or parrots

but frankly
an
unkindness of ravens
seems
more apropos

instead of
a
tattered flag
waving
surrender
in the morning breeze