for looking at brown nuthatches or downy breasted woodpeckers nothing is required.

my dog disappearance.

reply to sarah.

i'm not sure what the brown thingies are,
i can't remember, 
maybe dirt.

i fear copp still has the tinfoil ball inside.
he got sick last night and this morning couldn't keep
his food down.
vet said surgery in that area never
goes well. i'm ready to die if he dies.
i'm sick of life.

i did put a sign, WARNING, PEOPLE ARE BREAKING
INTO THE HALLWAY. PLEASE
BE CAREFUL. carrie, the
owner of my place, 
did not even bother to respond
to my report which hurts bad.
i know her ex-husband committed
suicide, and it was never her place,
but his, and his refuge from her, but shit,
she could at least acknowledge my
message. i didn't ask anything
of her, just reporting the break-in. no reply
at all.
i swear people are evil, 
in the aggregate, it is goodness
that is rare, not evil.

And- thanks for looking,
i feel i barely exist.

p.s. there's a mourning dove in the alley.