Sanctuary
I twig, is a brick, is a home to a canary
Foundation found in the mother of the bricks
Neighborhood gossip, chirps and clicks.
And the mileage,
Flying highways horizons
Followed by frigid winds, they migrate.
And man,
Stomping
Furious and curious comes cutting down with chain and sound
Foundations of, profound consistency.
Bird song...
Chirping blue in the melting landscape,
Prevalent wingspan
Feathers fall into shadows travels.
Apr 22, 2013
Apr 22, 2013 at 9:36 AM UTC
Sanctuary
I twig, is a brick, is a home to a canary
Foundation found in the mother of the bricks
Neighborhood gossip, chirps and clicks.
And the mileage,
Flying highways horizons
Followed by frigid winds, they migrate.
And man,
Stomping
Furious and curious comes cutting down with chain and sound
Foundations of, profound consistency.
Bird song...
Chirping blue in the melting landscape,
Prevalent wingspan
Feathers fall into shadows travels.
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