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What compels birds on a wire
to settle for conducted fire
when just above the dull-ash spire
electric skies bode something higher?

What Zarathustra rose in Icarus?
Perhaps it was the land grew thick with us
that high-wire acts are all he sought
to telegraph his flightless lot.


I should add that I have the highest regard for Mr. Cohen's work. These are offered in the spirit of fun, nothing more. --Norman Ball

Norman, you nearly got all the rhymes in line and then you would have won a prize! but "sought" and "lot" fail you, bad luck!