Two birds broke free, sudden
Into the blue
From behind continental clouds.
Tiny, tiny, away from
Clockface clutches
And human musts
Into the blue
From behind continental clouds.
Tiny, tiny, away from
Clockface clutches
And human musts
They lift my lungs
I've been failing to fill,
As my muscles sink sighing
As my muscles sink sighing
Into the ground -
I can watch them fly
I can watch them fly
I can watch them fly
And nothing else.
And nothing else.
LJ Ireton 2023
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