There were cars with wings shot from the sky and falling into pools of gasoline; We dodged the debris to find our way beneath the shattered overpass; lights kept flashing on your face and you knelt, and I knelt. Your arms cut off the world as they circled around my neck and I could see, between us, these radiant greens again; this beautiful nature we've been losing all along. I know about those wings beating against your breast; I could hear your wings beating beneath all this skin. And I'll tell you as my lips say nothing through your tongue: don't worry about vast spaces; There are chickens running loose in the streets! -- -e. _______________________________________________ Five7Five mailing list [EMAIL PROTECTED] http://www.pairlist.net/mailman/listinfo/five7five
