Jay Allard - Never Flew

Gliding alone between broken homes
I was counting pheasants for a game
Interrupted by rusting industrial organs
Choker towns and the hello darlings

A lone muscovy duck on a pond
A tree suprised with roots aloft
Graffiti wanly scrawled and artless
The searing tears of a boy's tiny fury

Planes are wheeling above the city
But not like vultures.

I think of you and all your miles
And the sunshine and sadness below
The chattering clack of the train on the track
Getaway slashes dissecting the sky:
Traces of waste vapours
Are lines drawn through the day

Jay Allard

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