Where does a bird fly

When there’s no sky

And when the eyes

Can’t see outside?

Flying from this beam,

Next to that other beam,

To me, it quite nearly seems

We need a ladder high enough

— To where at least we’d crash

Into the warm water with a splash

Of this indoor pool yet to be trashed

From this kid’s birthday party —

To help a bird

Calm its nerves,

Since this is absurd.