Thursday, 10 September 2009

saw a bird with a broken wing

saw a bird with a broken wing
sad speckled pigeon
brown and white on the rough tarmac

saw a girl with a broken heart
held her in my useless arms
cold and dark on an airport floor

saw a friend with a broken home
immaterial, void, lost in limbo
bitter at my stability

we stand despite
we walk despite
despite despite
we walk
we stand