from The way birds become homonyms: an aviaryJoseph Bradshaw
Oh that. That's a million / birds as yet unformed. * The planes of a bird equal "if." If you look out a window from within a bird you'll be frightened by the idea that it's an eye – same when someone else's hand will crush the bird and seem huge. Blood takes forever then you'll be soaked forever a changed color. And you couldn't pull a blanket over the forehead no matter how stiff the bird.
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