About to turn in, i was thinking of my landlady’s dead bird; she didn’t know how it had died, though noted sadly that the other one sometimes attacked it. Put two birds together so they can keep each other company; but birds are designed for flight, for a spacious if dangerous world – put them in a cage and one kills the other. i remember a line by the great Rumi: tie two birds together and though they now have four wings, they cannot fly.