an observation
about chickens

they point

(they understand)
when
(emphatically)
i point
(or wave)

(at something)

they (generally)
look where i point
(or wave)
(and not at my hand)

(always with some skepticism)

and then
(if they are in
a trusting mood)
they go there
(cautiously)

then i noticed

(Grace hatched
herself four wholly
unauthorized chicks
this week

a reminder that

Nature is
the cutest
antifascism)

the first thing they do
once they uncrumple
their tiny selves is

Grace pecks

(points)
(at something)

and they go
(too)
with their beaks

(pointing)

learning
what to eat

(where is
the pointing)

(i imagine)

so chickens
are pointers

(and)

we share
the esoteric principle
of pointing


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