Omens Everywhere

last night, walking home from evan's at 4 a.m. i passed a dead white rooster, laying like sleeping, a half block from his house.
out on the main road an ambulance with flashing lights was doing silent k-turns, driving up and down the same two blocks.

the only other car on the road (and the only source of sound besides my feet) was a cab. i took it. suddenly walking didn't seem so appealing after all.