Upgraded Confound

There are enough of us
to be a kind, an unkindness if you must
or flock- nomadic tribe that meets up occasionally
don't stop; long to linger and mingle
intensely in the moment, yet significantly moved, creation of a
symbiotic culture

So I must exist
since I have been named, part of a researchable population
a statistic, upgraded from confounding variable
proven by double blind investigation
that we are

A resourcefull band
independently offhand, we congregate at cluster points
we stop; to rest our wings amongst our kindred
on branches of trees, enjoying borrowed roots
untill the trade winds scatter us
and thermal kinetics devines us
to fly again