the all-night birds
are loosing their rag
in
the
orange
city
twilight
~
i see a bird
i watch him fly
i
will
never knowingly
see
him
again
~
the dawn racket is
HUGE
the birds are
HAPPY
without
coffee
or
the mall
~
birds
broadcast
their simple headlines
with
no
agenda
slant
or
money
dawn chorus by charlotte farmer from arteye-studio.co.uk
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