This, bird in a cage, frustration...

While the slowly sinking orange lantern sun
the heavy roaring furnace eye
screams beams of burning energy
into everything

painting aurulent light onto
a kaleidoscope of barking fingers
dripping amber sap lenses
and these all consuming angry bars of steel

This, bird in a cage, frustration
swaying under jitter spinning autumn leaf cacophony
slams and smashes me
angrily in the spinning October winds of change.

Swift and silent air gliding abandonment
and the liberating freedom of our cloud shapes
beckon with curling smokey hands
dirty palms hidden in the skin of a glossy white
clown glove facade

however, for now, it seems
barely permeating these translucent barriers between us
must suffice

so with tragic clatter-tongue love songs
crackling waves of radiation
fragile intangible dreamtime worlds
and binary kisses

I find you