After thinking and forgetting and thinking and forgetting
Above and in front two birds are darting in and out of a tree. Sometimes they collide to fight or maybe mate, but I can't really make it out in the low light. It's just after
dusk
kind of mythopoesis
I know that if I try to make this entry any more than it is I will ruin it.
The bird dives back into the tree. It shakes, some leaves fall.
