where does the wilderness begin? where does it end?

i was in a suburban mall buying new jeans and walking somewhere air conditioned for a while.

in this retail silo, birds flew overhead. they slipped into the cracks of the open doors, open windows, open garages. they got lost in the rafters. they swoop down to the floor to sift through the food court trash and the flies and mosquitoes that had made the same mistake as the birds.

in the springtime, they will make nests. they will lay eggs. also, they will evolve.

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