Bluejay

“SHIT!”

Something hit me on the head

Hard

WITHOUT warning

Grabbing my hair

Violently.

I heard wings thrashing

And shrill screaming.

He came at me again.

“SHIT! MOTHERFUCKER!”

Within seconds

He got me a second time.

I looked up to see him

Dive bombing again

Fast and determined

From a tree branch

About 15 feet up.

I didn’t have the seconds in me.

“SONUVABITCH!”

He got me a third time.

Now I was pissed

And I knew he was committed.

I grabbed a broom 

Off of the porch

And held it up in front of me

Eight feet up in the air

Like a divining shaman

Praying loudly.

“You muthafucka, cut that shit out!”

He dove straight for me

Again

Several times

But I got that broom in the way

And split him off.

He got wise 

Real fast.

He veered off sharply

Knowing that I was crayzee

And would knock the pasty white shit out of him

If he kept it up.

And

So it went like that

For a little bit.

Each of us testing

The other

Until we finally made peace

And settled things

Between us

Respectfully

And moved on

To the next chore

That needed to be done

Not bothering

Each other

At all.