Saturday, July 19, 2014

Night Wings

(After an evening at WFMU’s performance space)

Saturday, July 19, 2014

My ears go numb
With the ache of it
Rage roaring out of each speaker
At full volume
This dark room filled
With these bright people
A flash back to a past
When I lived my life by night
Like a bat or a vampire
My leather wings still squeaky
As I spread them,
Loud to me but lost
In the extreme sounds
That make the walls
And floors vibrate,
Each inch of me exploding
Inside under the assault of sound,
Just as I exploded then
Aching for flight
My night wings could not take
Aching for something always
Just beyond reach of hearing,
The heavy breath, the heavy sigh
The intense touch
Of someone’s fingers
Helping me to try and fly

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