birdssss by the Matthew Mahaney

Last week I built some robotic birds. Not just birds. Wrens. Robotic wrens. I feed them motor oil and ball bearings twice a day, but they developed a taste for electricity. They’ve chewed through each other’s tailwires with their little metal beaks. The sparks are pretty, but more and more of them limp and flutter across the cage. Their flights are shorter, more turbulent. Landings are louder. Brighter. The sparks are almost constant now. I don’t like seeing them like this. I have to do something. I’ve started building a hawk.