when mere echoes become damp traces of what we intuit

i’m fasting with limited brainpower, yet i have learned something that might only be apparent when i am reduced to my most elemental functions. i don’t know if i can articulate it, but i know it, and i feel beholden to it now. it’s snowing, and i’m watching two (now three) birds outside my window. they are on the roof of another brownstone. they just flew away, and one chirped, and they might be…