Efi Hatzimanolis #98 Morning Walk: Traffic Update (after KK and SSVW)

Lately, so many dead birds, 

 indistinguishable  from flattened litter,

 transferred into the surface of the road,

gutter birds that bathed, drank,

and quarreled in the merest trickle, 

a native pigeon partially paralysed

flaps on the double lines,

the honking when I interrupt 

the flow of traffic as if it were life itself,

and I the bringer of death