Birdbrained

Driving, I heard a racket overhead.  Countless birds making their voices heard up on the telephone wire.  Across the line, taught and filled with tension, birds from left to right were all talking over each other.  Together, a collective voice of discontent.  Individually, they all had different gripes and solutions.  The line below them, a conduit for communication and connection, didn't seem strong enough to support them all. The birds only had contact with the others that were right next to them.  They held loud conversations with their neighbors, never hearing what the others down the line had to say.