Sunday 24 January 2010

The Interchangable Bird

Like a bird,
With huge wings
Black and green
The hands up
Rose
Like a V
The crowd was silent
Rage in the eyes
Lips pressed
Fingers
V shape
Roars of the motor bikes
Silence smashed
Gun fires
Red drops
The huge bird
Now a wild sea
Hands up
Bodies on hands
Chanel? Dior? Spring breeze?
My beloved tonight
Smells of teargas,
Ash and blood.



Dec.2009 Newcastle

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