On some sort of regular patrol,
Black with white boots,
She seems to prowl in the unregulated territories.
And I wish to ask her
“What do you know?”
For I think that she could answer
Though she chooses to keep to herself.
Run silent run deep?
Reticence is her pedagogy…
That may be the better way to go.
Other creatures have answers,
The wisdom of wings
Furbearers foresight
but they seemed skeptical
And reluctant to share them.
Humans have stories
That explain our stories,
But our bullshit masks many
Of our creature canon
-we once knew better-
And might still know now
If we listened.
Ask a cat what it knows of the sparrow
And what the sparrow knows of the cat;
Truths are to be found in the unregulated territories.
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