Were they birds or were they bats?
Does it matter?
When they drop down in darkness.
When they brush up against the back of your head and nudge you along.
When they flap in your hair.
You want to know.
Feathers or fur? Beaks or black noses.
Were they bats?
I love it!!! Especially the ‘beaks or black noses’ part.
at night in phnom penh, i swam in the hotel le royal’s courtyard pool while bats flew above me. i could never track their paths. but, that did not prevent me from feeling perused.
“In that day a man shall cast his idols… to the moles and to the bats.”
—Isaiah ii. 20.