The black part of his hand
speckled like a robins egg
with blue

someone told him
one time than twice,
all he did was refuse
until sparrows came out of his mouth
instead of pale words.

he pressed his blue speckled black hand
to an automated grocery machine one time
and it spat out a few quarters
for some odd reason
he had been paying for an apple
like in some dream
but tried to void the transaction
and then threw the apple in the trash,

all that parifin.

he had one yellow eye
and oddly it was natural to the Moon.

in love with a space cadet once
he tried to look at her navigational computer
and was told politely "No."

All he said with his sparrows
was like the end of a Kurt Vonnegut novel
after the Fates had split them apart.

But he knew
something solid
in the shape of a pearl
and kept it there not only in his heart.
All it did was ::buzz click::
in small motions around static electricity
but he figured there was the path of Io somewhere there,
too far to be even a pearl
when he looked at the night sky
and tried to find the destiny of love
in thoughts of old navigational lore
he hadnt been allowed to view
even with a golden eye.