I saw two pigeons
early this morning as the sun rose...as they canalized a
third pigeon, wings spread, it's guts open and covered in blood... it
turned it's head to look at me as I watched, I watched, I sensed an
overwhelming...awareness, as if I was being watched...the other two
birds quickly startled flew away but turned back to feast on the bird
uncaring of me watching, as if I mattered...I should stop them,
I stepped in cautiously, to wave them off both fluttered one flapped
it's wings and hovered to stay in position warning me as the other
continued to feast...
A dog rushed up from
behind barking at me...then reached in to snatch the dying bird
running down the empty street with it in it's teeth as the pigeons
followed close, disappearing around the corner, out of sight...
Every day after I
couldn't keep the sight of the pigeons out of my mind...other
animals seemed to stop and stare at me as walked by, pigeons
occasionally perched on the balcony rail but now seemed too always be
watching me...
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