20090119

amores perros.

You live in terror of not being misunderstood.


i remember that there is this place somewhere near where i used to live that i would pass by when i was little on my way home.
it was a long road and on both sides there were dirt patches, where i imagine people would grow strawberries or other produce, and i know there are lots of places like this but what stood out was what was above it.
the powerlines that alongside the road where always filled with black birds, just thousands and thousands of blackbirds all perched on those lines or all at once flying into the air.
so almost everyday i would see this mantle of birds but once, and only once i saw something different.
among all these black birds there was a singly pigeon, and the only reason i knew it was a pigeon was because amongst all that black was a one speck of grey, following them as they went.
and i thought to myself, why a pigeon? that is like the most un-unique bird on earth. and why did it follow all those other birds? was it lost? was it happy there? did it know it wasnt a pigeon?
maybe it was all of my questions, maybe it wasnt any of them.

but now, i realize that im the pigeon.

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