Monday, June 2, 2014

Flightless bird

Last night I dreamt of a bird. Someone was trying to clip this young birds feathers and just couldn't. I don't remember much of the dream. I only remember the young bird, with bright feathers. The wing was extended and the clippers in a woman's hand. The clippers wouldn't cut...

This morning I ran hard. Ran very hard. Ran harder than I have. My lungs were screaming at me. My stomach hurt. My heart was pounding out of my chest. 

I get in the car, turn the radio on. This song was playing...

"Flightless Bird, American Mouth"

Have I found you?
Flightless bird, jealous, weeping
Or lost you?
American mouth
Big pill looming


Have I found you?
Flightless bird, grounded, bleeding
Or lost you?
American mouth
Big pill, stuck going down



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