The Vocal Chords of a Bird

Find purpose!
Be of service!
Create dilapidated prepositional statements!

This is the closest we come
to being of flexible neural life
sufficient to make the music of the birds:

parrot, Hello.
songbird, repetition, a new day.
make culture without words;
that is a job for crows.

raven: hello m. death,
thank you for looking through my soul
and finding the darkness that was stored up

for the last song, of truth, recombobulation,
the final myth that music 
can make a person fly.

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