A new pecking order

Grackles splatter blood where they hit,
Aggressive dive-bombers--damn all!
Pedestrians flee the onslaught.

I win

Out of reach sits the body wash
Resting at your natural level,
But your arms reach me perfectly.

Lie upon a bed of roses

Lie upon a bed of roses
And prick me when I come closer,
But no more shun or I will die.