Signs of Life
In a tree nearby two crows are making a terrible row
Screeching at each other like a squabbling couple.
Reflected in my shaving mirror
I see a large Winged insect flying past behind me
For a moment I think it’s a small bird.
Salieri’s Requiem is playing on the radio
It’s not so bad as the press he got
Not so bad.
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