05 September 2005
even birds laugh
Dream city sleep eyes
blackness drives tired eyes;
ledges as high as sidewalks
are taught to us as cliffs of death.
2000 sparrows descend upon my backyard
squacking and laughing w/ spring, come in.
Th thought of plump red berries,
wintry plumage silver & white,
tarry away with the birds’ little minds
as I watch from my bedroom window
black streaks swift along the snow.
The winter was so cold & right;
snowflakes the size of my head
melt to black dirt and
the birds still laugh (see fuck pg poem).
blackness drives tired eyes;
ledges as high as sidewalks
are taught to us as cliffs of death.
2000 sparrows descend upon my backyard
squacking and laughing w/ spring, come in.
Th thought of plump red berries,
wintry plumage silver & white,
tarry away with the birds’ little minds
as I watch from my bedroom window
black streaks swift along the snow.
The winter was so cold & right;
snowflakes the size of my head
melt to black dirt and
the birds still laugh (see fuck pg poem).
# posted by hardyf : 22:02
