10.08.2008

feather poem

Airplane floating by

floating. Bye bye.

Like a feather

floating by.


Airplane take me with you

take us with you

bye bye

take me with you

like a feather

floating by.


I don't know what I will do.

I don't know who I am.

Where is who I was yesterday?

Where did I go?

bye bye

Where did I go?

like a feather

floating by.


My hands are pregnant

with deeds I could do

My face is aged

too early too soon

by and by

Energy I have it

have it here somewhere

I'm not dead, yet.

I'm like a feather

floating by.

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