BIRD. [GMT-7 LOS ANGELES]
Posted: August 22nd, 2011 | Author: Ben Caro| 2 Comments »
My wings are getting tired. My eyes burn with the raw wind ripping by. Usually, I land this time of day, but I’ve had it. The flock’s gone out. The lady’s lost it. I keep seeing some nice tree on the outskirts of town, phone lines, skyscrapers. But I just can’t do it anymore. Goodbye, cruel world. I’m not going to land.
