A treatise of fabled birds ground hugging the highway overpass

time is in a vacuum of silent eshatological retreat
Simone de Beauvoir shouts shadows in low oxygen
measured in a wild style of jazz chords drowning
breaking on me like a Long-tailed Glossy Starling
feeding never nested but on the overpass greeting

Cat Clyde’s tokens taken by Melodious Blackbids
all fathers are bystanders of a weight, blue-black,
trying hope for sacred desperation, in fresh water
life with Godmother neighbors’s water cycles anew

where love attempts to feather stencil likewise driving
state borders did not count on escaping operant desire