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Post by Steve on Sept 29, 2005 16:29:10 GMT -5
--Blackbird singing across the highway -- ebony sage plastered against my windshield
In my rearview--- A lifeless dark clod Falls--- Where is Lazarus? (beaked and winged A strange form of Earthly angel) Will you not wake and Rustle and stretch out into the sky?
And feathered fella Unaware of the pathetic fearful mortal Carelessly dragging itself through your KINGDOM— Kingdom Come- Kingbird-dom Birddha Comes— Pulling lilac’s hair & Pinching tulip’s nipples Just to cause a ripple In the vast nothingness of the world And call it Love, You set flight. O’, And I, with my Dashboard Buddha & Incense stained tongue, But days ago begged for my Shoulder blades to open up into My Heaven Wings so I may soar Along side of them.
But look! I strike down my brother as hard as Cain And I see— Small body turn still as glass Fallfloat like a windswooped Plastic bag. Forever, bird caught in wind tunnel Is like Butterfly frozen in mild breeze Convulsing like a diseased old man dancing Against my windshield.
I lose all hope as sacred life more Than jesus rises no more than a Clomp of dirt.
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