13.10.25

he was on a roll

broheim was a birder

    he liked birds though didnt like them like he liked words
                                                                  What are those little tiny graybrown birds that usually move as group  twentythirty flitting through the trees  not much bigger than live oak leaves slightly bigger than acorns or parasitic wasp galls
Through bushes

 

Bushtits.
Thas it
          Why I cant remember  Beyond me  
Two of my most favourite things

On a roll?
Yakiddin me

                 Rollin  Rollin in it
Days like these
                 Bright red cherries atop Indigenous People Day

Fat white people can proclaim whaever they want

                                                       Fact  Truth    Wins out
MyGawd  I love bushtits

    You say that every time I remind you.


Thank you for reminding me

1600,  Sunday,  5  10. 25
1444,  Monday,  13  10. 25

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