Saw this intimate pack of sparrows this morning picking rice out of this cold, gelatinized splash of vomit on the street, happy as could be, getting their little stomachs fucked up from the spice of it I'm sure, and then, as I turn the corner, the other half of the same flock of birds is busy picking some corn out of two large logs of shit behind a parked car... and I know dogs don't eat corn... But the birds, all of them, they were so thrilled it just didn't even matter...