when shot or poisoned
hummingbirds ony sink when they try to fly they make progress then sink again and this goes on for a while until they are buzzing in circles on the ground they slow down twitch every 5 seconds then fifteen seconds then a minute then if the hunter pokes them with a stick everyhour
then never and he wraps theyre wings down with string and puts them in a box

there is a a studio somewere in the house  with fake eyes organized by size color and shape
a stuffed cat with its mouth open
wood flat storage drawers of insects and birds rats and bats snakes leaves and flowers  
I.V bags of feremaldihyde and display cases
an airbrush
and um a trophy
hes a taxidermist  if thats what the proffession is called when people stuff dead creatures and mount them

and  anyway ...

the hunter emerges from a camouflage tent next to a table with an ashtray on it by an eggplant tree or bush or whetever they are called 
he is an angry looking old man
his roof has white sparkly rocks on it there is a cement blue and gold elvis holding his screendoor open


his sister plays bridge or something
for two days she babysat me when my brother was being born
i found 8 matchbooks in there shagcarpet
they had a pet rabbit named dale
it was brown with floppy ears