The Hybrid Poem by Stephen Brian Brady
The Hybrid
spiraling down to earth once more
failed to break the speed of sound
a cloud of dust
as he hits the ground
aspirant angel second-class
reflects in smoky mirror-glass
checks his streamline
furls his wings
with tarnished harp
and broken strings
on the terrace of the 'Bel Epoque' he
raised the tone at the karaoke
Friday, June 1, 2012
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