What Could Be Said?

I could tell you what the bird thinks, but that would all boil

Down to instinct—Food, fly, mate, sing. Our lives consist

Mainly of thought, very little action comparatively, mostly

A persistent internal deliberation. We humans tend to worry

A lot, spend our precious hours imagining fictitious worlds of

“what if?” Should I write down every thought, I would have

Volumes bound, useless, cognitive information, readers would

Say. After a few pages most would put the book down. I have

Had just about enough of this drivel. I need action here, some-

thing of substance, a plot of sorts—food, flight, mating, song—

Life, let’s get on with it, bird brain!

Chris Hanch  7-28-15