"It's about words, and words are all I have…"

birdwoman of west queen west

it took weeks to get used to   birdsong

dawnchirpings  screech  howls  bit of baying

hounds the new de riguer dog  of creeping  hipsters


of which my hood is full           too


now the fucked cacophony melds with that of life

a cacoph so base  it inspires little  but as the sailors

like to say:  the darkest hour’s  just before dawn  eh



Summer 2022  ..don’t touch deadbirds..or shamey..

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