little_bird_smashing_against_the_glass sabbie angry today. so angry. grew some wings only to find that im still in a cage in the house. 030107 ... paranoid martyr i saw it crashing into the window pane at the church. terrifying sound. like a forehead against a windshield. it was my first communion. we ran after it in our pretty white dresses, wearing gloves, like some kind of princess honoring whoknowswhat. i was excited about it all. however, the moment the details of its little broken wings, the shattered glass and the crimson blood came to my mind, i realized a bit of my future: jesus christ was -and would be- the last thing that mattered in my life. 030115 ... misstree this is when i realized that the universe is not just and good. 030115 ... birdmad i've had days that felt just like it, luckily today wasn't one of 'em... but if i ever got locked in this office somehow, then, yeah, you bet...literally 030115 ... birdmad virii_or_edifice 040229 ... x where was jesus when that humming bird killed itself while we kids panicked into futility, shouting about saving the nest. jesus left us sobbing and hating ourselves. good work. 040301 ... . . 111210 ... wheat fields so it goes... 111210 ... Ouroboros last week our picture window produced a half-word heavy and hollow, hit by a brown bird we stood and watched her gape like a rattlesnake and pant and labour over every intake I said a sort of prayer for some sort of rare grace then thought I ought to take her to a higher place said: "dog nor vulture nor cat shall toy with you and though you die, bird, you will have a fine view" then in my hot hand she slumped her sick weight we tramped through the poison oak heartbroke and inchoate the dogs were snapping so you cuffed their collars while I climbed the tree-house then how I hollered! cause she'd lain, as still as a stone, in my palm, for a lifetime or two then, saw the treetops, cocked her head and up and flew (while, back in the world that moves, often according to the hoarding of these clues dogs still run roughly around little tufts of finch-down) (only_skin, ys) 111211 ... dafremen Daf: 1 Dodge Stratus Head Gasket: 0 111212 ... unhinged my wings are hanging bent crooked 111213 what's it to you? who go blather from