from The way birds become homonyms: an aviaryJoseph Bradshaw
Flashes of returning / come with the birds. * The magnificent violence of birds happens under water. In the underwear where you're feeling the weather certain birds function as barometers all broken, singing different songs. And your dirty socks hum a melody about how stupid the birds are. But only dogs can hear. Your dirty whistle's outside and I need to go out too. I'm tired of this wet, these gulls as soaked as the fish they would dream of if they were in an old cartoon. But the birds that happen in poems only flirt with disappearance.
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