The physics and linguistics of scaring a bird

I scared the bird that was looking for food, wings flapping around with fear

He flew away, in a panic landed on a wire and chewed on it for relief

The electrical wire was damaged, it turned off my lights in a sizzle and crackle

I found your lost voice in my heart in the dark; the bird sang out a mournful farewell to its lost breakfast as

I felt the warmth of the words in a book in the dark—-raised like secret braille.