death according to bird

mbrazfield (c) 2020

i alone live with this reflection

the nature in the God and i a mere feather

look around nowhere to bury my exhaustion

i see beyond the bones of time

a hall of mirrors is the water

my wings held hostage by its weight

i carry souls both day and night

whose reflection no longer stares in awe

of the terror underneath our feet

testing the waters

if i could rest like lady lights prints atop the final resting bed i would be happy

my steps heavy like clouds and my dreams would not perturb me

my heart would sparkle like a star upon your God blue colored eyes

and my final kiss would caress your lips

my fingertips testing the waters

mbrazfield (c) 2020

hemorrhaging thought

mbrazfield (c) 2020

this thing inside the mind has lost the path of where its from chromosomes in a situation room in outer space the Earth has crowded me

mbrazfield (c) 2020

shit really he says the days of roses haunts me the road to stray is right outside are you sure about that picking sage and ask permission BB King i heard you holler Lucille my love

mbrazfield (c) 2020

strings flap churning trains of thought wishes prayers gone amok by the howling wolf in a poet’s dream the sting of death follows me pluck one then two then three the boy won’t ever find me until he looks inside of him there i will beat pulsing with the flow of light