BLACK AIR

JOY or misery …
contain the storm that sets
within your eyes
Lights at night upon bridges
or a bed of nails at night
___/feel that torn twist in
your side\ and the beat of
furious wings in black air.
AND nightingale bird sings
whilst i dream i c o uld sing
but n’ver are the joys of its
Voice.

Until once a dream came with
a song like a this bird with
a song.

under wings
beneath the skies of my eyes.

:: 10.13. 2021 ::