Thursday, 7 April 2016

My bluebird

I need a cage for my bluebird.
I need an armour, anything to keep him inside. He flies too high, he never rests.
I need a cage for my bluebird.
He got no business going out like this. He doesn't care what I say, he doesn't listen.
I need a cage for my bluebird.
He sneaks up on me with a devilish smile and an extra wing every time.
I need a cage for my bluebird.
But he knows I will never find a single hide.

Charles Bukowski's "Bluebird"

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