Dark Bird Symphony
(foto by Kat Livengood)
these are my words
eye was born a Dark Bird
much to my parents dismay
on the 13th day
of a Scorpio Moon
in the Arkansas Ozarks
Nonetheless
they took me in
fed me, clothed me,
and sent me to school
eye attempted to live a normal life
finding employment, trying to marry
& even voting regularly
but mostly failed
until I realized
eye could no longer
deny my true nature
And began
flipping the tables
& rattling cages
folks sayd eye was crazy
And told me to
Stop
(those are the folks who will
let you know your doing rite)
but eye knew this
was an important breakthrough
and immediately began looking
for matches & kerosine
and
have been settin fires
ever since
a flea market under the Volcano
painting by Kelly Moore