the silence of birds

[aslant]

last night i watched over a rabbit, petting silken ears. it clutched itself to me. in a small room where i was a soldier entered. the invasion is here, he said to me. i in a panic to guard us safe: will they come through here? i'm motioning to the second door, which opens onto a bridge, a street, a canal.

this is war, he said blankly. we cannot predict anything anymore.

i slept in today. i slept in a lot.

dana farber interview next tuesday: admitting secretary for the bone marrow transplant clinic. i am enthusiastic yet uncertain if this is a good idea.

j goes to chicago this weekend to see j[v.2]. she is, yes, insane.

tomorrow i go to ny! i will cross my fingers to ward off the anthrax.