WHO SHED?:
Who shed this small black feather stuck to the doorstep,
fluttering, sunlit, in gentle breezes?
Listening to Laniakea’s ‘A Pot of Powdered Nettles‘
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Karl Hyde 
Do Blackbirds sing in the dead of night? Great Q&A yesterday, thanks for answering my question. 10/10 for colour co ordination, you wear it well.
…& the skull?*
Looks like brasil in mai garden,
would like to see you there.