Aeroplane Pageant
Memory Begins Elsewhere
Swallowed up whole by a tigerLate, last night, was it 3:34 in the morning?No one home, maybe the neighbors all want to sleepBut I'm here, I haven't disappearedJust not sure if any of this should hurtAnd there's no reason today to call an ambulance yetAs I think I hear more birds than beforeIs that the traffic shuddering on by?Outside the kids swing their lucky sticksAnd there goes my mother holding out my only coatCheeks glassy-red, the blind-wind at her throat
From Letras Mania