Sunday, 20 June 2010

Across the hall, im shrinking, beyond site and open minds
unearthly creatures listen to me
i've seen you with my own eyes,
upturned stereos
from when you said i have no taste.
Peacock
Pigeon
Duck or
Swan
A bird which doesn't fly
Id cut open your insides
if it meant there were no lies.

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