Robin, squirrel, raven, raven,
Word of the day, on the hour,
Blurts, chirps, and throaty chortles—
You can hardly hold your pee,
Vast mind thinks to the body,
Which is thinking through vast mind.
The raven balances, drops
A long, white dollop—why white?
Do birds digest inversely?
Then it plummets from the branch,
A black knife cutting clean air.
Beauty and waste for beauty,
But it’s the redundancy
That’s truly mysterious.
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