on the road I keep seeing

      birds like this decayed

      I am intrigued by the way their little bones           spre    ad           out

      in absence of the terms of life

      but the feathers spread   d i                   f

  f             e                 r  

e        nt  

l                    y

      more quickly towards a new design

      like how some things lack good structure

      and cobble together like a marionette

      a word that almost means puppet

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