The crow and the pigeon walk along the city center. Suits, dress shirts,

cameras, and lights abundant in this city of sin. A new experience and

they now feel like tourists. They enjoy the simplicity of a simple stroll.

En route to The Magical Slice of Pizza. Aria behind– cosmos ahead. Secret pizza

in an alley way. Currency hiding the walls, topping the Arid bark behind.



Clicking his phone and discussing the meaning and the orientation. The angles and

the points. They don’t discuss orientation to teaching. He will have to orient himself

in that world — a later present. In the here and now, talons apart– talented in their

own way happily treading on. An infinite space between which once was so

inseparable. Separated outside, hands no longer held, together for an eternity.




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