Tuesday, May 19, 2015

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I heard birds talking
moaning
hungry for love

I was hungry once
eating hearts ripped
of fire
in a mild way


But now
always  deep sounds
that stir the unheard voices
are closed off to the outer branches

am i the only
thesperate -
desperately set in
hardening
trying out some a new  camouflage



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2 comments:

zonedin said...

Is this a secret code for "Love me, love me, do?"

rivercat said...

great song. I alwasys like the harmonica