by choice, i walk with the clouds

in darkness, i feel joy

under the rain, i am dry

head full of knowledge, i remain empty

even now, as the Sun shines

the birds rise and chant my name

my face, covered in fallen feathers

my eyes, pecked out by anger’s beak

my mouth, pinched shut

even now, as the Sun shines

my day is like a gravestone

my breath is like a wandering spirit

my steps are like broken bridges

even now, as the Sun shines

dusty words fill the air

they float away

they dissipate

they land unchained

and they mean nothing

even now, as the Sun shines