On what the sheep thinks of the sky

Birds, Visual VerseWrote this in a flurry on the weekend; woke up this morning and, like magic, there it was.

I’ve had a few of the ideas contained within bouncing around for a while – this was an unusual, though not unwelcome, way of forcing them down on the page, a pile of dead birds as the foundation.

With thanks to the gang at Visual Verse.

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