May 2015
Winged migration
to flee from migraine
irritations:
I was the shadow
of the waxwing slain,
flung and flew through
wire flues on the roofs
To be some happier
glove, not on hand
to flee from migraine
irritations:
I was the shadow
of the waxwing slain,
flung and flew through
wire flues on the roofs
To be some happier
glove, not on hand
