There, in the sticky
Smile when maimed
Don't get stuck
Wisdom is learned release
Lest words lose flame
amidst emotions run amok
Fight for the birds to fly again
Live low through the day dim
And say it clear,
these words to tame
Between you and I, a sea of you and me
Frothing and twisting and hissing
An intertwined ball of heart
a boy statue pissing
Filling a puddle of fear sharp as a dart
Transposed into a horrible riddle:
of native tongue
a mystery
alien years now from
that swelling sea
Some days.
(image: Like a Bird on a Wire)