The Gizzard Of Halcyon Poem by Kamiel Choi

The Gizzard Of Halcyon



The world is a forest
we cheapskate light on the forest floor
high above flies the body of the bird
of cool. We fools look up to see if she's gone

halcyon, junky of the cloudless skies
deal me more words, I want to play.
I want to prove I'm here
I want the spirits to turn me on
and live as long as the fish
who dies in the gizzard of halcyon

Friday, November 10, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: being free,play,world
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