feel this drought.Fewer red cardinals-more black grackles
sqwark and fight at any possibility of water
There seem fewer,and more generic-less the bright parrot plumage
more grey dustcoat sparrows of generics
Pigeons still stumblefoot like Charlie Chaplin drunks
Mourning doves still coo upon our fences
This heat tests all winged creatures
Did Lucifer fall to hell-or was he pushed by climate change?
Versions in Upanishads reveal a Fall long before a missing nuclear winter
If we were winged once,why has gravity claimed our flightpaths?
How can we live without the support of fellow flyers?
Where is the nest for all migratory birds?
Are all questions rhetorical?
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