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Audobon Society

The tv is on down the hall voices compete for attention from delicate hammock earlobes. I think it is the national geographic channel. They announce the modern evolution of the species one by one. They say things like most Canadian geese these days are loud mouthed episcopalians. Not like the long legged crane Lutherans who dont Seem bothered by solitude. Cameras shutter speed to record the flight.. Singular wake of where a leg once stood.. Speaking in hushed tones as he rises. "you know my throat grew so dry in those grasses". Yet still looking out my window reminds me that the Raven is an elegant priest.. Squawking corsley over long concrete robes.. chain smoking on a light post and eating ramen noodles that have spilled from my garbage can.

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