Rose Kemp Metal Bird
Matt as night. Bastard child of sunlight
Two eyed kite. Twisted twin of dusk in my sight
As it goes it moves so slow. It swoops so low my guardian
My guardian Albatross, my gentle threat
Calm and bright. Stagnant waves of emerald
They stand and they fight with your surreal animation
As it goes ...
Circle softly
You appeared circling, hovering over
My shoulder is aching and my neck is breaking
Simply watching you silent watching over me