_rain_ tt dear sparrow, it's raining, and do you know what? it will never, ever stop raining. it will keep raining forever. you just name a day, sparrow, as far away as possible. on that day it will still be raining. and the day after, too. i know it. up until now the sun always reappeared. but not any more. you'll never see it again, sparrow. nor will you see any dust for a bath. there will only be mud and slush. just you watch. have you heard of buckets? that's the way it will keep raining, sparrow...buckets. and what's that i hear? hissing? yes, because it's even raining on the sun now, sparrow. the sun is going out, behind the clouds. it's hissing. right now, sparrow. just watch out in case a wet round thing suddenly splashes down. watch out it doesn't fall and soak your head. you, with your carefree chirping, as if it's all so natural! the crow dear crow, i received your letter. thanks a lot! i let it dry first and then i read it. very interesting! it's always nice to hear from you. i'm sorry to say that i briefly chirped with pleasure as i read your letter. if i look up, i can just see you sitting there. did you know that? you're on the bottom branch of the oak tree. your feathers are gleaming in the sun. i think you squawk beautifully. sadly, but that's what makes it so beautiful. the sparrow 130211 what's it to you? who go blather from