IT’S A FUNNY OLD WORLD
I watch as one crow grooms another
Mountain as event. Mountain as part of larger event.
What is the mode of consciousness proper to continent time?
The city conceals its topography.
It’s secret. It’s body.
The pigeon investigates its surroundings with exaggerated movements of the neck and shoulders.
Ruff of emerald feathers.
Pink shoes. Grey trousers.