Wednesday, May 5, 2010

Oil Spill



This water that I love so well
There’s something strange within
And my wings are coated with
A gooey muddy thing
I cannot flap
I cannot fly
I cannot swim
This river, magic river, everything
Inside it flowed to me
It is music, it is time
It is taken by surprise
Find me flying in the river
Find me flying, hiding, sighing,

Find me flying deep inside
Find me flying to within
And find me whispering goodbye

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