As a coal-coloured nib transcribes
hunger into bark, tail presses
into tree, bridging bones
to trunk, stabilizing plumage.
Behind the timber frame, spellbound
tongues orient skittery brains
through visionary tale-telling,
propelling ink-slopped beaks
into pages of pulverised wood,
chiseling through paper lines—
cracking open the famine
that feathers into beats of flight.
