The fight lasted all morning, ok 10 or 30 seconds of semi-arial pecking, the male robins twisting in flight with their occasional dance down to earth. The blood and gore was everywhere in their minds. Proud, stern. One twin finally declaring himself victorious. I gave one a nod. You win the lawn. The other one flew away in the delicate wind.
Will the animals escalate? I believe all we need is a dumpster for the black bears to show up. It's been awhile since I've seen one eat anything healthy. Matho what do you think? Want to get a beer can sometime.
A family was bathing nearby in Thouroux's Walden. Food for the future of the world and I protect them slightly. It's only the rain from the streets that washes in there. Of courses they will grow into successful adults in the island of tranquility at least for today.. And for once, the population navigated, and it wasn't even influenced by nature.
What did I miss so distant from Minneapolis. The news.
A. I tuned the night.
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Prose poetry.
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