Saturday, November 08, 2003
Wings of Pure Glide
Peacocks shrieked like Uzi shots
Man it was getting cool as blue feathers flew
draping olive trees with glow.
It had been a couple of years since I started
to collect the sounds of night, but it would be good
to collect silence.
Nighttime war, the only war I knew.
When peace comes, I'll gather feathers
and fly the skies upon wings of pure glide
judih
Fragments
Peacocks shrieked like Uzi shots
Man it was getting cool as blue feathers flew
draping olive trees with glow.
It had been a couple of years since I started
to collect the sounds of night, but it would be good
to collect silence.
Nighttime war, the only war I knew.
When peace comes, I'll gather feathers
and fly the skies upon wings of pure glide
judih
Fragments
