The Hour of Bugs and Birds


On a drive through Oklahoma and Kansas

when evening dusk approaches

bugs begin slamming into the car

the sides, the windshield, the windows, the roof

like rocks or like glue-balloons that burst on impact

Then smallish, dark birds appear

next to the highway, above the highway, in the grasses

swipping, swooping, swishing around at great speeds

narrowly missing the car, forcing us to flinch each time

The birds are just bug hunting

The bugs are just out for an evening fly

The car is just in the way


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