cardinals all
a poem by Gwevera Nightingale
glamour taught the way to blend each fell tear, a hope to end gowns of reddest red, in deeds the wind itself became their steeds forth towards before, each severance love itself would make no sense songbirds worked and flew too quick memory, it failed to click mating seasons, come then gone losing lovers each Spring's dawn in songs themselves, their unique knacks damaged chords churned life to blacks crows were cowards — jays drew jeers cardinals all, were all her peers
Tears You Hide - Jeremie Albino
