Blue bird

You and I claim to play for the same team, but you're in black and I'm in -
Blue bird from Bukowskis rib cage has replaced the cage for stained glass window pane -
comes and goes and daydreaming helps, dreaming of the dream -
Girl is a term that reduces my existence into something you have to close your eyes to -
See how I have plastered the concrete walls with temporary murals of -
You are going to miss me for longer than you -
New and very much attached -
Strings leave callouses and my vocal chords weren't built for music but to articulate -
Sadness is in knowing that one of these days your father is going to stop believing in -
Forgiveness flies out of the window when despite knowing that people are fundamentally stupid, for some reason I always hope they'll do better and then are let down by the inevitable cruelty of an unopened palm on a sheet of rusted -
Nails dug dip in your neck as I strip your skin off like an orange peel perforated at both -
End of the world isn't as glorious; at the end, the world really -
Ends in something accusatory, guilt-filled words and a kid settling down for two birth -
Days when you're having a hard time choosing between babe and -
Brave is in knowing that sometimes the only way to dodge the bullet is to be the one who shoots the gun -
Shots that reduce the blue-whale’s stomach of a land and architecture to -
Debris in her lungs, in her mouth, that little girl dead in her bedroom in S -
Pain has a way of finding anything and everything; the dream girl the old wallpapers the needle the hand cream your father the flesh behind the peel the divorcées the civil war soldier the bluebird caged in Bukowski's rib and -

You and I are playing for the same team, we're black, we're blue, we're black and blue and blue and black and nobody said that the sky could have only one shade.