Yup. Pre-reserved spaces in the formation. When a flock descends, space it at a premium. If this thwarts your migratory ambition, feather your own nest. You will find like metered birds.
About birds, can’t, can’t eat quail. Just can’t. That topknot gets me every time.
Pack of Gum
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the
only
gumption
as one who walks
so carefully
never trips
fathoms ringing solitary
depths
flame out in the sandstone
a rackety mile away