small brown birds scavenge for food dropped from the hands of the overfed, hopping around in between dyed tanbark and trimmed shrubs planted where they shouldn't be.

pigeons flew off in different directions, interrupted. one a different color from the rest but all eating in harmony, they could teach us all a little something.

the sun comes up and the winged ones with it. Offering some cheer, but in most cases dread.

I've stayed up too late again.