Nirvana/ Words of a feather

1.

Some birds
flew out of a book at night
and gathered on the terrace of my building.
One of them
entered my room through the window.
And perched itself
on the burning night-lamp.

The fuse in my room
blew off.

2.

I read in the morning papers
that I had been declared lost.
I came home
munching ten-paise worth of peanuts.
And met myself in the doorway.
I turned away quickly and went inside
opened the book lying on the table:
the dead birds tumbled out
and scattered all over the floor.

I vomited blood.

NIRVANA/WORDS OF A FEATHER