Short Wings

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Live impermanent of cycles
Memories transparent shimmering
In the dim of sun, gloom of moon
Sisters of dragons flying low, waiting vainly
Of knights blue armor diving smokeless jets
Amassing not for war but for love, peace

A creature that dies everyday cannot go extinct
It lives dead between vampires and recall
Forgetting nothing, eating air
Breeding, springing forth gushers
Nymphs and imps watching
Long may you fly, bye

He Wakes Up Neurotic

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He gets up happy, they say
Smiling from day to day
Never see a frown on his mug, grey

He blows the trumpet divine
Angel or strumpet, he declines
Sat on a bench, C’s on his side
Mo’ money they plead
The babies they bleed

His arm is strong
His fingers are steel
But soft as velvet
They string the reel

Notes fly into space
In between
What’s in your face
Race to the edge
Plant veggies
Eat the soil of Eden

It’s a wonderful…
What the hell, are you?
Don’t speak, it’s a mouthful
Didn’t your ma teach you?