FLEE WITH WINGS
I've always wished to flee with wings, run the
highest mountain, travel the stars. People say
'go back from where you came' - oh lord, if
they only knew. This last precipice itself has
downward, as if there never had been any
bottom - all like words and truth (the
stuff of which we wash our hands), filmy,
sheer, and always incomplete. I am the dotage
of this human age, this human place. Watch
me out as I watch out : for you, for your land,
for your waters, your minerals, your planet.
Take advantage of the things I can offer.
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