A bird of points and lines floats up to meet the sky.

A lined and pointed bird dives towards the dirt.

A bird dances in digital wind, unsure of its direction.

Icarus flying, unknowingly, too close to.

A bird of points and lines from an odd angle, twisiting through the air.

A bird squeezing through it's self constricted space.

A lined and pointed bird leaving from me.

A bird dressed up as an eager beaver for halloween.