is anyone else feeling (irritiable uncomfortable rancorous) a little off or is it the sparrows that flit around my head whistling doo dah with no great concern for the people around me as if this

irrational rationale

b-movie grandiosity

this insipid banter

the planes float in the air above the airport and as i watch them the logical side of my brain knows they are moving roughly three hundred miles per hour but for all i can see they are just hovering in place as i drive too fast through traffic staring at people leaving while i simply

drive
in an ever
decreasing
set
of concentric
circles

like the rings of hell itself

the sparrows
are(blood thirsty
little pricks) but i
like them

it’s cold and i want to nestle my nose in your hair as i tell you i love you without need for speech