I have lived too long

Those birds of paradise

I look with disdain

and blowing smoke

side profile over.

I am a strange bird

black swan,

among the odd

White swans.

We fled to each other

we applied elsewhere in pairs

and so like a boomerang

past thoughts

returned. dumb

singing heart inside

man, if lost

partner is a human being.

songs in my soul

mirror the past

time, what a life

time for rank and file.

I do not fly anymore bird

I rotate the cage

just as the same circle.

I have lived too long,

I kissed

is a child, a man, wind

as well as the sun.

Inexhaustible chested

as many of the world

had fed the child, the world's

the winds that they

I lost.