A Flock of Birds
I want to force birds against the sky of my mouth. Beating their wings toward that infinity of songs. It’s time for a seed to hold up its eyes to a sun, bathing in its last lights. The world would like to spin,…
4 tygodnie temu
I want to force birds against the sky of my mouth. Beating their wings toward that infinity of songs. It’s time for a seed to hold up its eyes to a sun, bathing in its last lights. The world would like to spin,…
4 tygodnie temu