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What are you waiting for?
I hear the roar of the sparrow.
How could I not?
Deep within my covers
my head covered up
listening to the howl of the wind
as if tomorrow did not matter anymore.
And you. Rash & impatient
spreading like a bed of flowers
just to catch my interest,
so I won't run away anymore.
and I flash like some giant electrode
on Tesla's Siberian plain,
you offer me red licorice
tell me of holy places
and when I believe
when I reach out, you yank it all away
again. And now, Now you ask me to bare my soul,
lie naked in your coral lashed to your chorale,
be your prickly bed
be something someone said,
afraid, but not completely dead;
to vomit on your shore,
be red, the sparrow's roar
while you climb from limb to limb
adore adore adore.
Lick my lips dry
of your sanctity
and clear my crusted eyes
while what's left of in-between
watches you walk away
staccato firebird on the beam,
like 30 milimeter dreams.
