Did I ever tell you about the summer
I spent as a bat? It wasn’t easy.
My eyelids handled the brightness of days
as poorly as my skin put up with
the heat of the sun. I was a fruit bat, so
the diet was sweet, but I am not
built for heights or sleeping upside down.
I quickly understood
why Bruce Wayne was sceptical of us
but when the nights got tough
and we needed to band together, we did.
Moving as one felt as alien as wings
on my torso, but we did it.
We had to.

© Carl Burkitt 2023