in one,i am in shadow of a bird's wings
hovering above me (father bird)
swooping down to peck entrails
am i vulture of the dead?
i am the bird above me
panoramic views of childhood up to now
i swoop down to feed upon memories of
i am watching two birds
they play like DNA
together they melt into...
SILENT WALKING
perambulating around the possible=
seagull,sparrow,pigeon-
all generic carrion scavengers
looking for survival
quite dependent upon the fall of civilization
SPEECH OF SONG
what i could not give away was birdsong
sounds of morning in the cry of birds
whether it be bright parrots winging
or soft pigeons singing
their signals affirmed
waking/dreaming
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