day five, half way ( Read more... )

still by the sea, in limbo, looking for land, lymph glands still abnormally large, hair at an awkward length, brain part melted from internet land search, took stock of my wants yesterday ( Read more... )

you landed in my nest, and
to me, tendered your winged affection

we warbled together
to your temporal tune

we perched on a maple bough
in the park, and molted together

i plucked out my feathers and
to you, bared my bald and beating breast

i fed your gaping maw until
you flew away