~>>>>> dictation gleaned from a secretary's bird <<<<<~ (the meaning convened in the seams of a meme)

"and verily likewise,"

said the word-berthing bird,
alighting in my window
with a curious gleam in his eye,

"we're all of us spirit;
an inseparable oneness,

impervious to fracture
or a divvying up,

lacking the point
of plottable components

in the here
and the there,

the now
and the then,

the woof
and the warp
of that myriad revolving,
scenically evolving,

micro-macro wonder
of concentrically
resurfaced
physical spheres."

*

with an oddly comforting tilt
alerting his visage,
tipping slightly forward
on the spindliest of legs,

projecting perspective
through the sun-glanced glass,

the curious bird
went on to say

"believing in the
solitary shutters
of identitied
entity

resolutely attached
to a scant
awkward glob
of animated matter,

or even conceding
a selective proximity
with a family
or tribe thereof,

(a genus or gender
or blindering bender)

is rather like spending
ones entire fleeting life

in the fraught isolation
of an anxious electron,

flitting about
in a self-focused cell."

and with that
this bird

convincingly appeared
to be gone.

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- Evan Hawthorn, the 25^th of February, 2018