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Bird—it’s very sordid

stocks and derivatives

desire to drag every

last drop of profit

out of any source

so you’ll agree about

weathermen and which

way the wind blows

when the spills come

because the spills will come

and the delicate vanes

of your feathers which

when soaked in oil

will mat and separate so

your skin is exposed and

Bird—you suffer hypothermia

or unable to resist instinct

preen your bitumen body

and so ingest our chemical

will to transform you

like we thought you were

just a symbol of our more

ethereal flight through image

and coin to roost amidst

golden light in a tree singing

as we approach in mechanism

to uproot and rip the dark soil