#condorkin

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EXTINCTION: a poem by a very old bird

I do not deal in decades.

I deal in eons, in epochs,

in tens of thousands of frigid, dead, bone-petrified years.

I picked clean the holy bodies of our ancestors’ ancestors.

I stripped the flesh from what would become the first flutes, the first rattles,

the first weapons of war.

I threw myself into an eye-stingingly ice blue sky,

and I soared aloft, gore-soaked and glorious and free

on air so crisp, our modern throats would choke trying to breathe it.

My shadow fell against tundras, grasslands, and cliffs,

against fire and so, so much ice,

against the living and against the dead.

I circled silently through star-spattered nights our eyes can no longer take in.

My talons clung to boulders and boughs that now lie, fossilized, miles beneath our feet.

If anything remains of me, one may think it cannot be found.

But that is a foolish thought.

I haunt the present with power lent to me by the past.

The eternal beast, Extinction, believed I was birdbrained enough to be its prey,

but I mauled it, while it could not pluck so much as the littlest feather from my wings.

I now soar hungry circles above Extinction as it bleeds,

waiting, as patiently as always,

until it finally perishes beneath me.

Then, and only then, will it learn what happens

when you attempt to predate a vulture that feeds on death itself.

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Externally, I am giving a PowerPoint presentation

But internally, I am soaring through the clear blue Californian skies, scouring over the ground below in search of tasty carrion

People do not like hearing this, but it is simply the truth :>

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Made some GIFs, for when the yearning to fly starts up again

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Places I would go if I had my wings back:

- tree

- airplane hangar

- gas station

- sky

- a second airplane hangar (after getting kicked out of the first one)

Note: this list is inconclusive, add suggestions at will

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LOOK UPON MY CHART YE MIGHTY AND DESPAIR (or don’t)

I hope we’re all very proud of me, because, fun biology fact: it is very hard for birds to make charts

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me when

reblog if you when

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Why do I only really feel my wings when I’m outside or going somewhere? This situational exclusivity might be a more recent development, but even for years before I confirmed this kintype, I’d feel wings on my back while walking or driving around.

…Maybe it’s because wings are primarily for transport, so when I’m not transporting myself anywhere, my mind doesn’t see the need for them? Either way, I think that’s dumb of my brain to do to me. Sometimes my wings can get annoying, but it’s been so long since I’ve felt them that I want them back now 😭 therian tumblr how do we put my wings back on

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Me watching ppl call me a charismatic species, knowing damn well I have zero charisma: