cuckoo, cuckoo, goes the cuckoo bird
beating in my ticking chest
red, blue cables make a nest
in this pumping IED

plastics make up all of us
dissected like a playground bug
cuckoo serenades you
unto life and into death

soon, tidings of spring
hearing cuckoo once more sing
will bear the same dread
as the deathly still of winter

soon, as the tulips spring to life
bouquets line the stocked store aisles
the flowers will have meaning
cuckoo, thrill me one more time