8Aug/091
Anything. Matlab kuch bhi..
I wish I was a bat
Screeching in caves
Doing MiG style air rotations
Scratching my nine inch nails on rocks
And slumping to earth in Bwood heroine anguish
And eating my mice with a fork and knife
And flying past silly humans
With snarling high pitch granite e-e-e-e-a-a-as
And beady eyes
Alert, sparkling and blind
And hanging upside down
With no idea that the universe is expanding
Not wondering what the right side up is
And living for eternity in my head
Not knowing when I was born
And not knowing when I am caught
My membranous wings and tiny clenched fists
Poking out from between the canines of an orange fox
That ventured into the cave
And didn’t want to pounce on hairy rats that day.
August 10th, 2009 - 07:13
very well written