Birdheart
By Giania • Aug 17th, 2010 • Category: LiteratureHot: There’s a bluebird in my heart And like his canary brethren He’s expired under the influence Of coal-black vapors Of disappointment so intensely crushing That what remains of my mind Is hard fine colorless lifeless like a diamond I suppose you could say That the birdhouse in my soul is vacant Perhaps the occupant [...]


