Jane Siberry Hope You Have Your Camera
strange when i think about it well, that i should write of birds and flying things i always tried to avoid it reminds me of dumb girls and bad poetry well --- i'm not perfect... i don't know why it moves me maybe i'm going to die soon a secret known only to know only to not even me i want to live forever i fear maybe you don't i fear that i will lose you leave me here to carry on alone that's why i'm not that surprised that one has broken away has lifted from the silent earth and carried me away hope you have your camera.... a crystalline set of dominoes except not really crystalline and sort of dominoe-like but not really life is a tall white building lifting from the silent earth it's carrying a message carrying it away i am only... i am only...
