Blue Bird

November 3, 2010
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Evening explosions in midair from sun bombs,
wear this scene like cloth against bare skin.
Skin shines silver, blood runs gold.
Smell peace along visual fire combusted clouds,
and spread blue tipped feathers over the people with the axes like it's nothing, absolutely nothing.
Hello, euphoria.

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