I Will Not Eat a Bird Today
and then eat should the feeling of hunger
come to you in the night you can listen
to my breathing. My face can be eaten too -
you wouldn't eat that would you? How
would I smile when you come back home?
I trust that the night will not
make you leap in that direction.
If you haven't made out to Led Zeppelin
then you haven't ever really made out.
I can't stop hopping on one foot.
When you move to me I know what adagio means.
The light makes my heart flutter -
are you hungry? You wouldn't eat my heart
would you? I'm dancing, you should see it -
but I'm not dancing now - I'm thinking
about sky and light and the way the city
is a trumpet blaring into my eyes - can you hear
it in your canyon?