Bird Talk
My weekly existential riff in 20 seconds.
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Bird Talk
The parrot next store
is going “Hey, Birdie, Hey
Birdie. Hey.”
My conversations
with myself are no more
introspective.
Since the point is
to insist
that we exist,
I prefer the delighted tremble
of the house wren
and the bellowed swell
of the dove, mourning.