A Little Bird

In alien lands devoutly clinging
To age-old rites of Russian earth,
I let a captive bird go winging
To greet the radiant spring's rebirth.

My heart grew lighter then: why mutter
Against God's providence, and rage,
When I was free to set aflutter
But one poor captive from his cage!

i'm really unconcerned with this journal.

tonight is yet another night this break that i am not sober ( Read more... )

well we found penny dead on the intersection of 3 & 162 ( Read more... )

my best friend and dog ran away ( Read more... )

i do NOT understand my FUCKING mother ( Read more... )

today i am very tired
tomorrow will be the same

why
is it always like this?

i'm not even that unhappy.

it has been a really good bloody november for me ( Read more... )

my mom has been lurking on my shit so fucking bad lately ( Read more... )

im so sorry for everything i did ( Read more... )