urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:am00 am00 am00 2008-09-29T05:48:36Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:am00:713 2008-09-29T05:48:36Z 2008-09-29T05:48:36Z well past midnight, <br />i am reading arun kolatkar<br />when <br />an agitated bird <br />whirrs up <br />outside<br />(a babbler perhaps?)<br />it's screech <br />vibrates <br />with gathering<br />desperation<br />once, twice, <br />five times. <br />and then it croaks once<br />and falls<br />silent. <br /><br />i shut the book<br />in horror. <br /><br />[30 sep 08 4AM, actual incident]