Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

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Pouring fuel on
the fire,

but it's not about
take me higher,

B&O horn moans
out there in the
distance,

every drive critical
in this raven
dream,

moments of rest
cherished on this
leafy path,

the caged bird cries
out on endless
Sunday.
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I can listen now the late afternoon birds singing again
from the pine.
Are they the same that I saw last wednesday
among desperately and drunken movements
grey blurry forms on the terraza
trying to take shelter from the storm?

Puedo escuchar al finalizar la tarde los pájaros cantando otra vez
desde el pino.
Son los mismos que vi el miercoles pasado
entre movimientos desesperados y borrachos
formas borrosas y grises sobre la terraza
tratando de protegerse de la tormenta?

It's raining in Baltimore
pitter-patter on the
greenhouse plexiglass
my dog anxious for a run
he's Zorba and he
loves to dance.