black kite

fuck those crowing crows

nicotine stains my throat

on a slow moving boat

i move

looking for you

and down the river along the sea

up in the sky a big black kite follows

stranger with skin pale as the moon

who woke me in my hotel room

on my made connection to an unknown world

i'm hoping to find you

down the mountain

pear and apple trees

up in the breeze

a big black sheet falling

empty park so lifeless and quiet

walk it every day

on my way to chinatown to buy presents for my love

black kite black kite black kite

telephone beside my bed

will it ever ring?

paper laying at my door

air outside the window

black kite black kite black kite